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nothing left of your house when we’re done.”
    His grin was all wolf. “Works for me.” Lunging for her, he ducked a shoulder and tossed her over it.
    She caught her breath at his speed, her face against his back. He began moving through the house. A calloused hand caressed her butt, and she wiggled. He caressed harder, taking claim, holding her in place.
    A tingle wandered through her.
    He climbed stairs, and his fingers dipped between her legs.
    She gasped out, seeing stars.
    Slowly, one finger entered her while another tapped her clit. She gave a strangled cry. “No, stop.”
    He stopped moving just inside a doorway. “Okay.” Another finger slid inside, stretching her.
    Oh God. “I meant—”
    “I know what you meant.” His silky hair brushed her skin, and his teeth nipped her thigh. His thumbnail scraped across her clit. “Control isn’t something you get to keep here, Juliet.”
    Her abdomen quivered. If he didn’t cease his playing, she was going to orgasm over his shoulder, completely at his mercy. While the idea was intriguing, she had to keep some dignity. “Being upside down gives me a headache,” she said.
    His fingers deserted her, and she had just enough time to relax before a hard slap echoed across her buttocks. Fire lanced straight to her sex. “Quinn.” She meant it as a protest, but his name came out on a moan.
    “No lying—not here and not now. When we’re like this, only honesty. Agree or you go home.” His muscled shoulders shifted as he took a deep breath. “After I turn your ass red.”
    She gasped and then slowly relaxed. Lies didn’t belong between them when they were together like this. “No lying,” she murmured. Then, her hands slid down his back to grab a very impressive ass. “Though I’m getting bored with this discussion.”
    He laughed and took several steps. Air brushed her skin as he laid her on a bed. His fingers trailed down her abdomen. She gyrated against him, her breath catching.
    He released her, and she tensed in protest.
    “We have time, sweetheart.” Desire spiraled high across his face. Grabbing her hips, he pushed her up the mattress, his body covering hers. He brushed the hair away from her forehead. “You’re beautiful.”
    She blinked. This was about sex. Great sex. She couldn’t offer more. “Quinn, I—”
    “Shh.” He nipped her lips. “I know. No worries.”
    Well, that might hurt a little. “Oh, okay.”
    He settled between her legs. “But for the next couple of hours, you’re mine, sweetheart.”
    The possessive tone battered down any defenses she’d been trying to shore. “Maybe I’ll claim you, Sheriff.” Tangling her fingers through his thick hair, she tugged his mouth down to hers for a slow, long, drugging kiss.
    A jangle echoed by the doorway. “Freeze!” a woman yelled.
    Then things happened too fast and too slow all at once.
    Juliet screamed.
    Quinn leaped from the bed and toward danger.
    Juliet scrambled under the covers.
    “Jesus Christ,” Quinn bellowed, jumping back for the bed and shoving under the covers with her.
    Juliet clutched the bedspread to her chest, her gaze on the doorway. Quinn’s college-aged sister stood with a bat clutched in her hands, her blue eyes wide and her face extremely pale.
    The woman’s mouth opened and closed several times. She threw the bat to the floor and ground her fists into her eyes. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. I could’ve lived my whole life without seeing… that !”
    Quinn growled and threw a pillow at her while remaining safely under the covers. “What the hell are you doing here?”
    Dawn ducked the pillow and peered between two fingers. “I came to talk to you and found Mertyl wandering down the road. Titan followed right behind her.”
    “Oh.” Quinn sat up but kept the bedspread over the important parts.
    “And”—Dawn’s voice rose in pitch and volume as she dropped her hand—“I came inside, and it looks like there was a big fight. The table is