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watch where their bodies met, could see her cunt grab on to his shaft every time he withdrew and reentered her. She fit him perfectly, accepting the thick heat of him fully. He was on fire from the inside out, his balls aching with painful pleasure, filling with the cum he would soon jettison inside her.
    Music blasted louder, harder, the beat driving through his nerve endings. He pumped to the rhythm, grabbing Chantal’s wrists and raising them above her head, pinning her to the wall. Possessing her was his driving force now. Her eyes were open windows, letting him see inside to the passion, the need, the wild creature that lived within her. Instinctively he knew she’d never let anyone this close. Chantal was guarded, but not with him. He wanted to crawl inside her, to mark her, to make her his in a way that had never been as compelling as it was right now.
    “Dylan!” she cried, her pussy squeezing him with relentless pulses.
    With measured, frantic strokes, he took her over the edge, burying his head in her neck and biting down on the soft tissue between her throat and shoulder. She shuddered against him and spilled hot cream over his balls as she came. He shuddered, climaxing against her, erupting with fierce contractions that sprang from his spine and upward. He emptied into her with blinding pulses until he had nothing left to give.
    Panting, he released her arms, wrapped his around her waist and pulled her skirt down, protecting her from those who might see.
    Fuck. He’d lost it. Utterly lost it.
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    And the odd part was, he didn’t give a shit that he’d just fucked Chantal in a very public place. Nor did he care who had watched. She didn’t seem to either. Just lifted her lips in a very satisfied smile.
    “Feel better?” she asked.
    “Much.”
    “Good.”
    He took her hand. “Now let’s find Noah.”
    “He’s probably long gone by now. With the car. But it’s not too far back to the house. We can walk.”
    They headed out the front door of the club. Night chill bit into the air around them.
    “You sure you’re not too cold?”
    “I have…internal insulation to keep me warm,” she said as they started walking. “I don’t tend to feel the cold.”
    “Oh. Good to know.” That was convenient. He supposed there’d be benefits to this werewolf thing.
    “Are you cold?
    The wind swirled around them, biting into his skin. He thought about it. “Actually, no.”
    “Good.”
    They cut through the park, Chantal leading the way. In about two hours it would be dawn. Typically this wouldn’t be a wise decision since wandering around a dark, deserted area like this in the middle of the night wasn’t the safest thing to do, but he had a weapon.
    And a very sexy werewolf by his side.
    He slanted a glance at her, finding it hard to believe the slight little wisp of a woman holding his hand could shift into a feral beast. He’d like to see that.
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    A sound to his left dragged his attention away from the beautiful woman at his side. He stopped, sniffed the air, looked around, his senses catching something on the wind.
    Something foul.
    “What’s wrong?” Chantal asked.
    “I smelled something.”
    She inhaled. “Wolf.”
    He couldn’t describe the sensation, but it prickled down his spine like a sixth sense of foreboding. He grabbed his gun and released the safety. Chantal’s eyes widened.
    “Do you think it’s the wolf you’re looking for?”
    “Maybe. Could be nothing, too. I don’t have a handle on these new senses slamming around inside me. But I’m not going to take any chances.” He stalked the area, tuning into his senses. Chantal followed, staying behind him and a little to his side, remaining within his field of vision at all times. Good girl.
    Was the wolf following them, or was it stalking other prey?
    A rustle in the bushes ahead and a scream made him start.
    He had the answer to his question. The wolf hadn’t been after them. Ballsy