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looked down, my eyes met Logan‘s beautiful gold ones.
    ―Leave us,‖ he commanded the Shu.
    I didn‘t hear them go, but a quick glance around confirmed that they
    had gone. They moved as their name implied, like the wind.
    ―And now, love,‖ he said, smiling up at me, stroking under my chin.
    ―Shift for me.‖
    The trembling was involuntary, but I was scared that I couldn‘t,
    scared that this time I was too far gone.
    ―Love.‖ The sultry voice, the hooded eyes, and the lift in the corner
    of his mouth was too much for me. He made me breathless.
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    Mary Calmes

    I was unsteady on my feet for a moment before I found myself
    looking up into his eyes.
    ―There you are,‖ he said with a smile before he bent and kissed me.
    It was so tender, so gentle, I was lightheaded. His scent, the sound of
    him… how had I ever thought that I could be without my mate?
    ―Come here,‖ he said, taking my hand, releasing a deep breath as he
    walked backward for a moment before sitting down on one of the
    cushioned empire chairs.
    He pulled me down into his lap, and I straddled his thighs.
    ―Better,‖ he said, letting out a deep breath. ―Just us.‖
    I stroked my hands through his hair, over his face, traced his
    eyebrows with my fingertips. ―I was scared.‖
    ―So was I,‖ he said, chuckling, moving me forward, trapping my
    hardening cock between us, running his hands over the tops of my thighs.
    ―But everything‘s okay.‖
    ―Yes,‖ he said thoughtfully, releasing a deep sigh.
    I studied him. ―You‘re hurt.‖ I passed judgment, looking at the dried
    blood on his collar, the scrapes over his jaw, the red blotches that might
    turn into bruises on his throat and collar bone. ―You—‖
    ―One shift and it‘s gone,‖ he assured me. ―You know that.‖
    I nodded.
    ―Jin, I—‖
    ―Yes, my semel.‖
    ―Christ,‖ he groaned, ―how do you know that I—‖
    ―I shifted back for you,‖ I told him, sliding off his lap to the floor.
    ―And now you want more, you want to feel my submission, taste it.‖
    His growl of agreement was very sexy.
    I pushed his shirt up his body, over the rippling abs, and leaned in to
    kiss his hard, sweaty stomach.
    ―Your lips are so soft,‖ he said, his breath hitching.
    I smiled against his skin, fiddling with his belt before unzipping his
    fly, parting the folds and reaching underneath for the elastic waistband of
    his briefs. He lifted up, knowing the dance, and I eased the pants, as well
    as his briefs, down over his hips, releasing his beautiful, stiff cock,
    allowing it to bob free. Bending forward, I swept my tongue slowly over
    the end of the swollen, leaking head.
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    ―Fuck!‖
    I was the servant in the present scenario, but I seemed to be the one
    with all the power.
    ―Jin,‖ he panted, ―please.‖
    I groaned and leaned forward to take him into my mouth, down my
    throat, but instead of swallowing him fast, I lowered my mouth with
    deliberate slowness until he was writhing underneath me. He tried to buck
    up into me, bury himself in my throat, without success. I was drawing out
    the pleasure, making him conform to my pace. I was merciless in my
    desire to make him scream my name.
    ―Jin,‖ he roared, clutching my hair, holding me tight. ―Your mouth is
    so hot—so wet…. I‘m gonna come…. God, what are you doing with your
    tongue?‖
    I sucked and licked over every inch of his long, thick cock, into the
    slit, around the crown, down the prominent vein that ran along the side,
    and back up underneath with teasing pressure that made him groan loudly
    and arch up against me.
    ―Baby,‖ he said, his voice only a raspy whisper. ―My baby….‖
    He was so beautiful, head back, eyes closed as he squirmed under
    me, gasping my name, his cock like hot swollen steel in my mouth. He
    was lost in the exquisite sensations pulsing through his body, and I was the
    reason for his rapture. It was amazing because he was so strong, so full of
    heat and power, and yet I was the one he was begging, I was the one
    making him burn. He relinquished all his control to me.
    ―Tell me what you want,‖ I said, laving his cock, nuzzling his balls,
    making everything slick and wet with saliva before again sinking my
    mouth down over his impressive length.
    ―Stop torturing me and suck my dick… hard. Suck it hard.‖
    It was not a request, and the command in his voice made me
    whimper with my own need.
    ―Jesus, the sounds you make…