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Kinsley shook her head. "I think it has something to do with you."

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"He's threatened by you, which is ridiculous. He didn’t fight for our relationship, but he doesn’t want me to be with anyone else?”

The fact that Derek wanted her because I did set something off inside of me. Something feral. Something that wanted me to claim her for my own.

Chapter Twenty-One

Shep

I threw her over my shoulder, fireman-style.

"What are you doing?" Kinsley asked as she bounced against my back.

"I'm claiming you for myself." In my bedroom, I lowered her to the bed so that she bounced once before I was on her.

I lifted her shirt, kissing her stomach. I wanted her with a desire I hadn't ever felt before. I needed to make her mine.

I needed her to know that there was no one else for me. By the time I was done with her, she'd remember what it felt like to be with me. I wanted her body to carry the memory of me being inside her.

I wiggled her shorts and panties over her hips and down her long legs while she lifted and removed her shirt, then unhooked her bra.

"Gorgeous." I'd moved some of the candles to my room, and they were on a timer so they were already flickering on my nightstand, the dresser, and the mantle, giving the room a warm glow.

The light illuminated her skin, tantalizing me.

Her nipples were hard points, practically begging for my mouth. I knelt on the bed, sucking on one, scraping my teeth over the underside of her breast.

She arched against me, needing more. I lowered myself between her legs so that she could rub against my jeans.

I was going to make her forget about her ex and everything he'd implied in that foyer. Kinsley was a good mother and a better friend. She was a tenacious lover, and I never wanted to let her go. She was mine, and she'd know it before the night was over.

Mine. Mine. Mine, I chanted to myself while I licked and sucked, my hand diving between her legs to find her soaking for me.

I nearly groaned at her scent.

She wanted me.

Not Derek or anyone else. Me.

I moved down her body, kissing a trail over her quivering stomach. When I reached her pussy, I spread her legs with my shoulders and dived in. I devoured her, adding my fingers to enhance her pleasure.

When she arched off the bed, I used my arm to keep her grounded. She couldn't escape this. She couldn't escape us.

I wouldn't let her avoid the heat.

Her thighs trembled as she fought to maintain the control I wouldn't let her hold onto. I sucked on her swollen clit. She arched against my hold, moaning as she threw her arm over her forehead.

Her skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, but I wasn't done with her. Not yet. I wiped my mouth, gripping my cock at her entrance before plunging inside.

She was mine.

She bit her lip, her eyes bright with desire. I had a feeling she was on the edge of another powerful orgasm.

I pulled out despite her whine and rolled her onto her front, then banded an arm around her stomach, pulling her to her knees.

I nearly groaned at the sight of her on all fours. She was gorgeous like this, waiting for me to claim her again. I eased inside her, slower this time, knowing I was going deeper and she was feeling more.