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He pushed her farther and farther, higher and higher, until they were both panting with desperation. Dropping to all fours, he caged her in the safety of his arms while he worked his dick inside of her. Stroking her channel, he could hardly think.

His brain was full of her. Her image, her scent, her taste, the sound of her breathing.

Fuck.

When had he become a poet? He didn’t know. He just knew this was right. She was right. She was everything. The only thing that mattered.

“Elissa,” he growled her name around his fangs.

Shit.

He couldn’t help himself he was going to mark her again. Hunter reared back just as her pussy tightened around him and struck. The sweet flavor of her life force coated his tongue, filled his mouth as his orgasm took over.

Thank fuck, she was coming too. He felt her sex grip his as they fell into ecstasy together.

Mine!

Rrrrrooooaaaaaarrrrrrrr!

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All night long, Hunter made love to Elissa. She’d lost count of how many times he’d kissed, licked, and fucked her to orgasm.

Shivering, she came back down to earth with the stars shining overhead. During their night, it had stopped raining.

Was it only yesterday she’d been on a terrible date that had ended with her walking on the highway in the rain?

Wow. She could hardly believe it. Elissa felt like she was in a fairy tale. Maybe she was. How else could she explain lying in an enormous bed with Egyptian cotton sheets, and her Tiger mate wrapped around her?

Not to mention the delicious soreness between her legs from the fuck marathon she'd just had with the sexy as fuck man. Elissa grinned. She had never had such mind-blowing orgasms before. Hell, that wasn't even the best part, though it was pretty fucking awesome.

The fact was Elissa Phoenix had never felt more safe, secure, wanted, and loved in her life.

Loved?

Yes,loved.

Wow. She didn’t know what to think about that. Sure, love at first sight was a thing even in the human world, but she never thought she could feel that way. But now, as she lay safe and warm in her lover’s arms, the word simply fit. It felt right.

Could she be in love after one night of mind-blowing sex? Well, why not? Elissa had thought herself in love before for far worse reasons.

Smiling to herself, she allowed sleep to wash over her as she snuggled into the safety of her mate’s arms. Hunter growled, kissing the back of her neck in his slumber, and she sighed, happy and content for the first time in her life.

He was by far the hottest, most handsome, sexiest man she’d ever seen in her life. And he wanted her. Only her, if she were going to trust what he’d told her was the truth, and she so was. Why deny herself the chance to be happy?

She might only be a personal chef from Hoboken, but she wasn’t stupid. Uncle Uzzi finding her on the side of the road and bringing her here was no accident. It was fate. Hunter really was her destiny, and Elissa was going to hold on with both hands.

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Sunlight filtered through the windows and skylights, and Elissa almost forgot where she was when she woke up the next morning.

She blinked rapidly, taking in her naked state. Then she flushed as her body ached in the most delicious places.

Ooh, cramp.

She stretched carefully and waited for it to pass. It wasn’t like her to get all stiff and achy. Then again it wasn’t like her to have marathon sex either.

High-five self! Peace out, jealous bitches!

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