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Two other men approached. One said, “Let us see you home, buddy.” They gave poor Vic no chance to protest, all but carrying him down the street.

Tameca looked up at Marcus. “Please don’t kill him. He has nothing to do with this,” she pleaded.

“You were warned.” The man had no remorse.

She started to cry. “You have no right.”

He sighed and drew back. He snapped his fingers, and his friend turned to look at him. Marcus said, only loud enough for her to hear, “Don’t kill the idiot.” His friend nodded and followed the two men dragging Vic. Tameka blinked at their sense of hearing. Were they really wolves? Some sort of shape-shifter?

Marcus turned back to her. “There. Now don’t cry. Your tears should be of joy, because I will make you feel good. Not sadness.”

She found strength from somewhere deep and shoved him to put distance between them. “Is that all you thin

k about? Sex? I don’t know much about you, Marcus. In these last two years my sister has worked for you, I haven’t learned what kind of business you run. Do you have brothers and sisters? Are your parents around? Where are you from?”

He didn’t answer. He simply stood there watching her. She put up her hand to brush him off, and turned to walk away. He strolled beside her. Folding her arms across her chest and hating that she had worn uncomfortable shoes just to impress Vic, who had turned out to be a wimp, she scowled at Marcus. Of course, a guy she just met wouldn’t have stood up to a feral group like Marcus and his buddies. The date had been doomed from the start.

After a while, she asked, “You can’t control birds, can you?”

He chuckled and wiggled his eyebrows as if that answered anything. The man had secrets, and he was keeping them to himself. She wondered whether he would tell all if she opened her legs to him. For that matter, what would it mean for her to give herself to him?

“What’s the man’s name who told me you want me? The blond one.”

“Why?” Marcus was jealous.

“Just wondering.”

He frowned. “Your only concern regarding men is me. None other. Do not try to have sex with any man before you share a bed with me. Is that clear?”

“Actually, no. It’s crazy.” She stopped walking. “I don’t know what’s come over you, Marcus. Is it because Halloween is next month, that it’s a blue moon then, or what? I know people start to act nutty, but it’s all psychological. Don’t make the mistake of thinking you own me. You’re my sister’s boss, nothing more.”

He took her by her arms and pushed her up against a brick wall, firm but not painful in any way. He bent his knees and pressed his erection, tented big in his pants, between her legs. She moaned so loud one would think it had gone inside her. Her powder-blue panties were soaked, that was for sure.

The rumble was back in his throat. She thought she saw a flash of sharp teeth in the dim light around them but couldn’t be sure. He ran a hot tongue along her neck, up her cheek, and dipped it into her ear before he bit her a little too painfully. Then he licked the aching spot, but he hadn’t broken the skin.

“Come to my party.” The words were a demand.

“Renee says—”

“I don’t give a damn what Renee says. She has blocked me from you too long.”

She gasped. “You won’t fire her, will you? If I deny you?”

He laughed. “You can’t deny me.” He pumped against her. She screamed, and to her embarrassment, she came. Right there in public, fully dressed and with a single grind. Marcus’s eyes never left her face as she fought against the waves of pleasure taking hold of her body. She shook her head back and forth. Corkscrew curls blocked her vision, and Marcus brushed them back.

After a long time, she gained control and he moved back to release her. She didn’t say a word. She just stared at the ground and refused to meet his eyes.

“Well, Tami?”

Her heart skittered. “I’ll come. I have no choice.”

“Why?”

He knows why! “Because my body needs you.”

Tempting a Wolf

Chapter Five

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