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“No. I’ll find something else to eat. Return to the fire.” He slowly turned his head to look away from her.

  Bat grabbed his arm before she even realized her hand had lifted. It really bothered her, thinking about him going hungry. He annoyed the hell out of her but she honestly didn’t feel threatened by him. The fact that he fantasized about being something kind of romantic softened her toward him. He seemed to believe he was protecting her, that he was some mythical half-breed creature out to keep her safe from an evil villain.

  He froze when her fingers gripped his upper arm. His tan skin felt really warm and definitely firm. He turned his head to watch her with a frown. His gaze shifted to her hand before meeting her gaze again.

  “Let go of me.”

  “You’re always grabby. I’m picking it up from you. Let’s talk as though we’re two reasonable adults.” A smirk twisted her lips. “How hard can that be?”

  He growled. Her heart raced and damned if her nipples didn’t harden even more. She wondered if he’d make those animalistic noises during sex. Would he take the Werewolf/Vampire delusion into bed with a woman? She hated that she really wanted to find out. It had to be the hit to her head making her have crazy thoughts. Yeah, go with that.

  “You’re determined to make me spank you, aren’t you?” His voice rasped the words and his blue eyes narrowed.

  I’m a sick bitch, she decided. Dealing with the scum I normally do has twisted me if I want to jump this crazy bastard. But God, he’s totally hot. “Please eat something? I promise I won’t insult you and I’ll be nice.”

  Oh, if only you knew how nice I want to be to you, she thought, glad he couldn’t read her mind. He smelled incredible and his eyes made her feel drawn to him for some strange reason. She could get lost inside that intense look he gave her.

  He spread his thighs and leaned back, his hands braced on the stone behind him. It moved him out of her reach so she had to let go of his arm, but the picture he created forced Bat to repress a groan. The guy was sex on legs. She gawked a little, taking notice of every inch of him.

  Tight, faded jean encased thighs that were big enough to make her fantasize about how strong they must be. She had a real thing about men’s legs. With his spread, and his hips tilted just a little, she could imagine him sitting that way to accommodate a raging hard-on. Her gaze lowered but didn’t see a telling bulge. She wasn’t sure what she’d have done if he were in that condition.

  Her gaze zeroed in on his tank top. She would pay good money to see him lift it to flash his abs. His arms were sculpted with impressive muscles and he probably had a washboard tummy to match.

  Is he hairy? She hoped not. She hated to lick a matted chest.

  Damn it, knock it off, she ordered herself. Her body was really getting worked up and she knew if she didn’t stop fantasizing about the big sexy loon, she’d need a new pair of panties to wear until hers dried. A concussion would totally account for this.

  “Talk,” the gruff, deep voice rasped.

  She didn’t want to. She finally met his gaze and those light blue eyes framed in thick black eyelashes may as well have punched her in the gut. Damn, I want him, she admitted. Right or wrong, crazy or not, I’ve never been so turned-on in my life.

  “Obviously we’re stuck together for as long as you feel the need to keep me. I just hope your brother really is taking care of my sister. We’d both get lost, die of exposure, or fall victim to the dangerous wildlife your state is known for. You and I need to get along until this is over.”

  “Fine. Don’t talk to me and we’ll get along just great.” He straightened, giving her a look that left no doubt his temper hadn’t cooled. “I won’t be insulted by some clueless bitch. I’ve told you the truth.”

  Anger instantly flashed inside Bat. “I told you not to call me that again.”

  Kraven’s eyes seemed to glow. “I remember. You threatened to castrate me.” He gave her a cold smile. “You keep your hands off my dick. You damn near injured me when we crashed. You hurt me one more time and you’ll kiss it better.”

  He was so forceful she believed every word. He’d put her on her knees to get her lips on him. That turned her on more, just imagining the scene. The submissive side she tried to hide shivered just a little at the image of him unzipping those jeans to reveal where she’d “hurt” him.

  Bat closed her eyes, the image stuck. She tried to push it back. She heard Kraven sniff deeply a few times and her eyes opened. The first thing she saw was his shocked expression.

  “That turns you on?” He whispered the accusation.

  “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she lied.

  He sniffed again and leaned forward. His gaze jerked from her skirt back up to her eyes. “You’re so turned-on I can damn near taste you. The scent is that strong.”

  “That’s right. You’re part doggy.” She moved before she could think or talk sense to her brain, which had obviously decided to take a vacation. She stepped between his spread thighs to stand right before him. With him sitting, she didn’t have to look up anymore to gaze into his incredible eyes. “So what do male dogs do when a female one is wet?”

  He gaped at her, unmoving.

  “I see. For a guy with dog instincts, it’s kind of surprising you’re not all over me yet…unless you’re one of those guys who prefer other ones.” She glanced down at his full lips, bit back a groan. She wanted to kiss him so badly she trembled. She couldn’t look away from them. “Is that it, Kraven? Am I the wrong sex?” Her gaze lifted.

  “I’m not attracted to men.”

  Her fingers slid down her skirt and curled against the material. She tugged it slowly up her thighs. His gaze lowered to stare at her exposed skin when she inched the skirt high enough to reveal her panties. She stopped there.

  A soft growl came from him.

  “You don’t want to do this.” He snarled the words, not looking away from her thighs. “Trust me. You’re playing a dangerous game, woman. I know you’re just screwing with me but if you don’t stop, I’m going to be the one doing the fucking.”

  Desire made her heartbeat accelerate. She ached just at the thought of him doing exactly that to her. She raised her leg and planted the ball of her foot on top of his thigh. She knew it fully exposed her blue silk thong and spread her open to his view.

  She released her skirt, cupped his face with both hands, and his gaze lifted from staring at her panties. She closed the distance to his parted mouth…

  He turned his head at the last second, avoiding the kiss.

  Frustration rose, making Bat want to curse. She wasn’t willing to give up though. He’d put her out by taking her into the woods, so he deserved a little payback.

  Her lips brushed over his warm throat instead. She hesitated before licking the area just under his earlobe, then closing her mouth on that soft, fleshy part of him. Her tongue and teeth raked it.

  His big, strong hands curved around her hips to grab her ass. She made a soft sound in the back of her throat to encourage him.

  “I’m going to lose it if you don’t stop,” he groaned.

  She released his ear. “Go ahead. How many more green lights do you need to let you know that I want you?” She dove for the line of his neck where it met shoulder, her mouth open, and clamped down on the skin there, nipping him, not hard enough to hurt but enough to let him feel her bite.

  “Fuck me,” he moaned, his voice turning so deep it made Bat hotter.

  One of her hands slid from his face, brushed down a firm chest and stomach covered by thin cotton, and found his belt. One of his hands helped her unbuckle and get it out the way. She clawed at the snap of his jeans to open his pants. She ached to feel what was hidden inside them. He’d given her an order to fuck him and she fully intended to comply. He grabbed her ass again to squeeze.

  The snap gave way after a few tugs and she found the tab of his zipper. The side of her fingers brushed a rigid shape that made her heart beat faster. Please, she silently begged. Don