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cooldown.”
    “Shut up.”
    Kasa shoved him in the chest, but not even her surprising strength could move him. It only caused the towel to loosen around her. She grappled for the end, shifting away from him as the towel slipped. Micah chuckled, not wanting to miss her cute little jig, but turned to the drawer. She’d been fierce in her stand to keep him away. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed one end of the towel fall over the floor. He turned enough to catch a glimpse of her perfectly round ass at the bottom of a narrow waist and paths of fine muscles along her back. She shot him a death-look, one that merely succeeded in teasing his hungry wolf rather than frightening him.
    Nothing frightened Micah Castrove.
    His fingertips snagged on something cool and unusual. Reluctant to turn away from the beauty only a few feet from him, he looked down at the drawer.
    There, poking out from beneath a pile of miscellaneous knickknacks, was a bright blue bulbous shaft.
    “Micah!” Kasa grabbed his arm in an attempt to stay him, but her efforts came a little too late. Her gaze dropped to his findings as he withdrew the secret object and held it up between them.
    “You’re a naughty one, are you?” He couldn’t help the smile that took over his mouth. Kasa’s face reddened, that lush color spreading down to her chest. Her jaw worked overtime, teeth grinding behind tightly closed lips. He turned the artificial cock over and briefly examined the dial on the bottom. The hot tension and embarrassment that pulsed off the woman next to him made his own cock throb. He looked at her from beneath his lashes. “Tell me, how does it feel? Better than the real thing?”
    Her nostrils flared, but her eyes darkened. He inhaled the sweet scent of her increasing arousal despite the dizzying glances she made between the vibrating dildo and him. He caught the slightest of tremors touching her arms.
    He wagged the cock between them slowly, teasing her. She snatched the object from his fingers, tossed it in the drawer, and slammed the drawer shut. The simple lamp tipped precariously on its round bottom then rocked until it settled back in place.
    Kasa spun on him, knocking his shoulder with a fist.
    “Get out.” She scowled.
    Micah straightened up. He caught her arm on her next attempt to shove him and yanked her flush against his body. Securing her with a tight arm around her waist, he practically growled his pleasure. Warmth emanated from her bare skin. The delicate scent of flowers filled his nostrils without covering the heady scent of her fierce arousal. She didn’t fight him as he expected, but her lips remained frozen in a firm line and fire sparked beneath the mist in her eyes.
    This woman was his poison, and he’d barely shared a short conversation with her.
    “Your play things aside, little Kasa, remember you gave your word not to pursue the Dark Moon hideaway. Understand one thing. I do not take broken words lightly.” Micah drew his knuckles over her cheek. “You will never have reason to fear us. Never. But Slade and I are not to be crossed, especially when it involves our mate.”
    “You will not restrain me. I’ve fought long enough for some independence from my brother,” Kasa grated. He lowered his fingers to her lips and traced the generous curves, imprinting their soft pliability into his mind. Those lips would be his to taste and nibble, to toy and suckle. They would kiss his mouth and slide around his cock. Every second he touched her, she softened against him, molding to his form. “You may be my mate, but you are still a stranger to me.”
    “Do you often allow strangers to tear off your shorts and slide their dick through your pussy?” Micah asked. A shudder shot through her. “Do you have any idea what it’s taking me not to throw you on the bed and fuck you? You don’t know how sweet you smell right now. You don’t know what months of tracking you, crossing your scent only to lose it again, have done