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“Shit!” I trip over a fallen branch, my arms pinwheeling as I keep running in the direction of a clearing. I think I must have made a huge circle in the woods because I see the back of Carson’s house and deck light.

I sense him before I feel him.

He grabs my waist and lifts me up. I thought he’d tackle me, which is what I’ve braced for, but as my legs go up in the air and the sky spins, I see I made the wrong assumption. Carson swings me around and slams me against a tree—not too hard, but not gently either—and we’re both panting.

“What’s your safe word, Mak?”

His voice is gruff and deep. Shifter fantasies start firing off in my imagination and my pussy clenches. “Cupcake.”

“Good girl.” He nudges his knee between my legs and pins my arms above my head. “This stops whenever you want it to. Just say your word.”

I clamp my mouth shut because there’s no fucking way I’m saying it. I don’t want this to stop. I’ve never been so turned on in my life and we’ve barely done a damned thing yet.

Carson kisses my throat column, alternating between licks and nips. Heat floods my pussy. I want to run my fingers through his thick black hair. I want to press his head down to my cunt. But when I try to twist out of his hold, his grip tightens on my wrists.

My adrenaline spikes again.

Carson’s strong. I’m at his mercy.

So why do I feel like I’m the one with all the power?

Testing our limits, I raise my knee up and half-heartedly kick him. He backs off just enough to loosen his grip and give me breathing space. “Again,” he orders.

I kick him a little harder this time and he backs away a few more steps. There’s a fraction of a second where I hesitate and then I take off again—this time across the lawn.

Carson’s right behind me in a matter of heartbeats and he does tackle me this time, only he softens the fall by twisting around, so I land on top of him. His arms are big and muscular, caging me in as we roll across the frosty grass. I land on the bottom, out of breath and smiling as Carson keeps himself from crushing me.

His weight presses against my body in a delicious way. I could wiggle out from under him if I wanted. He’s giving me every opportunity to get away from him, but I would never.

Fuck that.

I wrap my arms around his neck and lift up to crush my mouth against his. Blood pumps loudly in my ears. I’m shaking and can’t tell if it’s the thrill of this moment, or the icy cold temps of the night.

I feel dizzy again.

Carson runs his hand through my hair, holding himself up with his other arm, and presses his groin to mine. He’s so hard. I want to feel him inside me. Breaking our kiss first, he bites my neck a little harder than before.

“Fuck me,” I beg.

Carson growls against my ear before he bites down on my earlobe. The sting of his teeth makes electricity zip down my limbs. “Not this time,” he says in a low, gravelly voice.

The rejection makes my stomach drop.

“Do you know why the big bad wolf is the real hero, Mak?” He unbuttons my fly and pulls my jeans down. “It’s because he can hear you better…” He lowers down and kisses my belly. “See you better…” He grabs my panties with his teeth and pulls them down over my thighs. “And eats you better.”

I’m laying back on the frosted ground with my boot heels digging into this man’s back and my fucking pants are down around my ankles. I feel like I’ve trapped Carson between my legs and—

“Holy fuck.” My hands immediately grip his head to keep him right where he is.

Carson’s tongue should have a warning label. Scratch that, this entire man should come with a warning label: Will break you and make you beg him to do it again.

My eyes cross as he sucks on my clit and shoves a finger inside me. I feel swollen and soaked and super sensitive and lightheaded. He fucks me with his finger and sucks my clit with just enough pressure to make me spiral into a fast-approaching orgasm that tears through me so hard I see stars.

“That’s my good girl,” he says from between my thighs.

My jaw drops when he rubs his face all over my slick pussy. I’m talking this man literally smears my cum all over his mouth, chin, and cheeks. Then he slides the tip of his nose up and down the seam of my cunt before flicking my clit with his tongue again.

“Holy shit,” I groan. This is wild. I try to wiggle away so I can have a second to recuperate, but Carson grabs my hips and holds me in place.