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“If you’re afraid, don’t be. I don’t have any rules. However this goes is up to you and me.”

“I don’t think you—”

“Shhhh,” he whispered, stroking her bare shoulders and trailing his fingers down her arms. She shuddered, and the wolf in him wanted to howl at her response. He scented the beginnings of her arousal. Though she wasn’t aggressive as the she-wolves he was used to fucking, her innocence and hesitance enticed him more than if she’d done a striptease and given him a blowjob in the hallway. Although he really liked the visual that thought conjured up.

“No, really, Senator, what I’m trying to say is—”

He turned her around and slid his fingers into her silken hair. “I don’t want to talk any more. I want tokiss you, lick you, taste you all over. Then I want to spend the rest of the night with my cock so deepinside you that we don’t know where I end and you begin. And I want that now.”

To prove his point, he covered her mouth with his, silencing the words that she was about to say.

Chapter Two

Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, Kelsey knew she should object. She should push Jason Devlinaway and slap him soundly. Then, she should hightail it out of there armed with a hot story about how shewas nearly assaulted by the senator.

But as his tongue stroked hers intimately, evoking responses she’d never felt before, she knew thatwasn’t what was happening here at all.

Clearly, he had been expecting someone else. He probably thought Kelsey was that blonde bimbette

who’d been escorted out the door. She could have spoken up at any time, yet she hadn’t, so she had no

one to blame but herself.

Maybe the blonde was a prostitute! Holy hell, did he have to pay for sex?

No, no that couldn’t be it. Jason Devlin could have any woman he wanted with a snap of his fingers.

So, who was the blonde?

Oh hell, how could she even think when he was kissing her like this?

Kelsey inhaled Jason’s heady fragrance, an earthy scent that made her mouth water. Her mind wasawhirl with sensation as he stroked his lips over hers and gently assaulted her mouth. He held her tightagainst him, evidence of his arousal rocking against her sex. Her panties moistened with juices shecouldn’t control.

Dammit, she didn’t want to be turned on by this stranger. She was a journalist. Impartial, uninvolved.

She was only here to get a story.

If she didn’t stop him, she’d be getting a story all right, but not one she could put into print.

“Your arousal fills the air around me,” he whispered against her ear. His tongue darted out and traced

the outline of her ear, his teeth closing over the lobe just enough to make her shiver. “Tell me your name.”

Her name? What the hell was her name, anyway? “Kel…Kelsey,” she managed, the word dragging outof her mouth on a ragged breath as he cupped her breast.

She’d only known Jason Devlin as a poised, cool politician. What she’d seen in press releases andinterviews and on television, anyway. The man holding her in his arms was not the cool and calm senator. This was a man whose body was taut with tension, muscles straining under his tux. A man whose touchwas hot, burning her from the inside out.

“I’m going to strip that dress off you, Kelsey,” he said, and she knew he wasn’t asking for permission. He reached behind her, found the zipper and slowly tugged it down. His knuckles brushed her spine, sending tingling shots of pleasure to her sex. If ever there was a time for her to put a stop to this, now was it.

But she couldn’t. Her body had stormed to life in a wicked way, demanding satisfaction from an achingneed she hadn’t even known she possessed. She’d been lost from the moment she’d laid eyes on Jasonwalking toward her. Their eyes had met and he’d focused on her as if a hunger possessed him, and shewas the meal to satisfy him. In that brief second, his eyes had turned from light whiskey to darkened,golden amber, his movements like the slow, sensual grace of an animal predator.

In that instant, she’d tumbled headlong into a vortex of spiraling sensations that knocked the commonsense right out of her.

“Your skin is so soft, like dipping my fingers in cream,” he murmured, palming her buttocks and squeezing gently. When he tugged on her thong, she was afraid she’d pass out.. When he slipped his fingers in the cleft of her ass, her knees buckled.

“Ahh, so you like to be touched there.” To prove he was right, he rubbed the puckered hole with his

index finger. “I wonder what else you like, Kelsey.”

She panted into his chest, wanting to rip his clothes off with her teeth and beg him to fuck her. “Jason,please,” she pleaded, shock registering her whimpering voice in the foggy recesses of her mind.

“Yes, Kelsey. I’ll give you everything you want. But first, I want to get you comfortable.”

She shook her head, unable to fathom that they still stood just inside the front door. Before she couldmove her feet, he swept her into his arms and strode quickly through the darkness.

Did he have night vision? The drapes were closed and she couldn’t see a damn thing, yet he walked witha brisk purpose as if he could see clearly.

He laid her on his bed. She sat up, trying to clear the sensual haze that made this seem more a dreamthan reality, but then he opened the drapes, his body bathed by the moonlight.

With a quick tug, he discarded the bow tie and shrugged out of his tux jacket. Keeping his gaze firmlyfixed on her, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, giving her a tantalizing glimpse of a very fit body. Alight dusting of dark hair covered his chest and trailed downward, disappearing over his taut abdomenand reforming again right above the waistband of his pants.

She sucked in a breath, unable to believe this whole night was happening. Later, when logic smackedher in the face like a D.C. winter day, she’d regret this. Now, she wanted it more than anything.

Her gaze fixated on that slowly traveling zipper. He spread the material apart and slipped his pants off.

No underwear. God, was that sexy. His rigid, thick cock jutted forward from the nest of black curlssurrounding it. She looked up and met his half-smile, her heart slamming against her ribs.

“Stand up,” he commanded.

She slipped off the bed and stood before him, holding her gown up with her hands.

“No,” he said, pulling her hands away. “I want to see.”

The dress fell to her hips. If she’d been the skinny blonde bimbo, it would have fallen gracefully to thefloor. Figured.

Jason stepped forward and reached for the dress, sliding his hands over her hips. The dress pooled ather feet. He spanned her waist and pulled her against him, her nipples registering the contact with hischest by pebbling into tight, aching peaks. Threading his fingers through her hair, he gave a light tug thatsent a flash of need directly to her sex. Her cunt throbbed, demanding satisfaction.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, pressing his lips against hers. His tongue slid inside her mouth and swept alongside hers, making her weak with his tantalizing strokes. He drew back and grinned, then took her hand and led her to the window.

They were in the penthouse, the top floor, and his room didn’t overlook any other hotel, so she knewshe wouldn’t be seen. Yet standing there naked in the moonlight made her feel vulnerable, even though Jason stood in front of her.

He cupped her breasts, sliding his thumbs lightly over her nipples. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. When he bent over and took one peak into his mouth and licked it like a lollipop, she thought she mightfaint. What started out as a slow, seductive laving of her nipple turned harder. He tugged the budbetween his teeth, then captured it firmly between his lips, flicking his thumb over the other nipple. Shewas dying from the myriad sensations threatening to send her into the throes of orgasm before he ever gotnear her pussy.

Jason released the bud, watching it with rapt interest as it puckered and stood firmly erect. Then he tookthe other in his mouth and did the same until she threw her head back and moaned.

When he dropped to his knees, her eyes flew open and she looked down, watching him lean forwardand nuzzle against the light dusting of fur on her mound.

She inhaled, the heady scent of sex permeating the room.

“I’m wondering if you taste as sweet as you smell.” He leaned forward and touched the tip of his tongue to her clit, then lower. She tensed, nearly climaxing on the spot at the feel of his hot tongue stroking along the soft folds of her pussy.

“Mmm, baby, you taste good.” His voice was as tight and hot as she felt deep inside.

Kelsey couldn’t take much more of this torture. She’d been on the verge of orgasm since the momentshe’d watched Jason’s approach from the elevator, sensual intent written all over his face.

And now that face was buried between her legs doing delicious things to her body. She tangled herfingers in his hair, wanting his attention but unable to form the words. He looked up at her, his eyes dark,smoky, mysterious. A smile tugged the corners of his lips upward. “Not yet, Kelsey. You have to let gofor me. I want to taste it.”

She couldn’t bear it, needed him to fill her, to fuck her into oblivion. Anything but this slow torture thatdrove her to the brink. But seeing his dark head buried between her legs, listening to the sounds he madeas he lapped up her liquid desire, and experiencing the mind blowing pleasure of his hot tongue, wasmore than enough to send her over the edge.

Her legs shook with the force of her orgasm. She cried out, burying her fingers in his hair as wave afterwave of delicious sensation pummeled her. Her world spun on its axis and she fought for breath, finallyable to do no more than pant and tremble.

Jason stood and pulled her into his arms, driving his lips down over hers. She licked her juices from hismouth and held onto him as he lifted her and moved to the bed, lying down next to her on thesatin-covered mattress. His cock, still heavy and thick, brushed her thigh, reminding her that there wasmore to come.

Good lord. If fucking him was as good or better than what she’d just experienced, she might not surviveit.

Chapter Three

Jason drew in a long breath, mesmerized by the woman lying next to him.

Kelsey was no lupine. He’d known immediately by her scent and the fact she hadn’t at least partiallytransformed. She had a beguiling innocence that he hadn’t seen in a very long time, and that part of herdrew him in a way he couldn’t understand. Didn’t want to understand. But he felt bonded with thisstranger, and he’d never felt that connection with another woman.

Ridiculous, since she couldn’t be his pack mate. Kelsey was a human.

He didn’t know who she was, and damn if fucking her went against every rule of the pack, but she washere, he wanted her, and he was going to have her. He’d deal with the consequences later.

Brushing her hair away from her face, he stared into her luminous eyes. Such awe and curiosity in theirdepths, he wondered what she was thinking. Probably better not to know.

Her lips were full, yet natural, not like so many of those thin-lipped socialites who paid a plastic surgeonfor a mouth like Kelsey’s. His balls drew tight at the thought of those prominent lips wrapped around histhrobbing cock. He’d bet she was damned talented with a blowjob and made a mental note to find out.

Later.

Right now, he needed her hands on him, needed to be inside her, more than anything else.

“Touch me, Kelsey.”

She reached for him without hesitation, a smile curving her lips as she wrapped her warm hand aroundhis cock. He growled and fought back the urge to change. The feral need to possess, to mark thiswoman, was almost more than he could bear. His blood stirred and blasted through his veins, centeringon all the nerve endings in his cock and demanding his full attention.

“Yes. Stroke it like that.” Her hand moved over his shaft and he gritted his teeth to keep from coming

right then. No fucking way was that going to happen.

When she reached underneath and massaged his balls, he sucked in a breath and grabbed her hand.

“Unless you want me coming all over that sweet body of yours, you need to stop.”

She grinned. “I wouldn’t mind watching you come.”

His balls drew up tight at the thought of her gaze focused on his spurting cock. “You may yet get yourwish, but not right now.”

“Are you sure?” She slipped her fingers underneath the twin sacs and rubbed the sensitized patch of skin

between his balls and ass.

“Shit!” God, he loved the feel of her hands on him, but he had to stop her from touching him like that. He grabbed her hand and wound her arm around his neck, then lifted her leg over his hip, positioning his cock against her sweet pussy. Her juices were like molten lava pouring over the head of his shaft, singeing him, compelling him to plunge into her heat.

He wanted to make this last, prolong that first moment, but damn if he could wait. He parted her foldsand with one thrust, buried his cock inside her.

Unable to hold back his growl, he snarled and buried his face in her neck, tasting her, scraping his teethagainst her skin as her cunt fit itself around his shaft and squeezed. He moved against her, loving the wayher pussy grabbed him as he partially withdrew, then drove in deeper.