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agreed that Reno was very impressive, though she didn t think the Professor had meant it exactly like
that. She shifted onto her ass on the table, spreading her thighs wide as Reno stepped between them.
Before he could speak, she beat him to the punch.
She reached out with one hand and buried her fingers in his hair, tightening them and jerking his
face down to her. His eyes were still touched with neon as they met hers, and she told both man and
beast the truth.
 Mine, she stated and leaned in to nip his shadowed jaw with her teeth.
A growl rumbled up from his chest as she reached her other hand down to wrap around the
hard stalk of his cock and give it a pump. The slow glide of her palm against his flesh had her pussy
saturated and begging to be filled by all those hard inches.
 Mine, she ground out and sunk her teeth into his full bottom lip. She met his gaze as she
licked over it, tracing the seam of his lips with her tongue.
That growl rumbled again, and one corner of his lip lifted in a slight snarl. She almost laughed.
She knew what he wanted from her, what he wanted to demand. She d give him part of it, just a bit,
until he gave her what she wanted.
She nuzzled into his neck, lowered her head toward his chest. She loosened her grip in his hair
and stroked her fingers down his neck, over his shoulder, and along his chest, rubbing through the hair
there. She looked up at him, loving the fire in his eyes, the desire and lust, the dominant male ready to
conquer and claim. Her body surrendered to him, pliant and submissive. But her voice was strong.
 Mine. She trailed her tongue over his nipple, squeezed his cock with her hand.  All mine.
She took pride in watching his eyes soften, seeing the tension ease from his body.
 Yours, he said and reached behind her to unfasten her bra.  All yours.
She licked her lips, leaning back as he dragged the material off her arms and tossed it aside.
His hands ripped the button and zipper open on her pants, and she found herself stripped and pressed
to her back on the table. Her hips were tugged to the edge, and she wrapped her legs around him as he
moved into her. His cock nudged her pussy then he pulled back and slid it up through her slick pussy
lips instead.
 Mine, he rumbled, and a lazy smile touched his lips.
She lifted onto her elbows, reached down between them with one hand and swiped her thumb
over the crown of him where a drop of pre-cum teased her. Slowly, holding his gaze, she lifted her
thumb to her mouth and sucked off the taste of him. With a low moan of pleasure, she agreed.
 Yours.
His growl filled the air as he thrust deep, burying his cock to the balls in her wet pussy. Good.
He felt so good inside her. He held still, just watching her as she moaned and twisted on the table.
 More, Reno. I need more, she begged.
 Say it again, he ordered.
 Yours. I m all yours.
He retreated then slammed deep, robbing her of air.
 Again.
 Yours. I m yours.
He jerked her legs from around him and tugged her down to him, her body sliding along his
until her feet touched the floor.
 Mine, he rumbled and took her mouth with his.
His tongue penetrated and claimed hers. They were both gasping when he finally broke away.
He took her by the upper arms and turned her around until she faced the table.
 You re hurt, he growled.
She glanced at the blood on her shoulder. The bullet wound. The place they d told her still held
a bullet when it had actually held a device for them to track her with. Diane had cut it open with a
scalpel then used something else to help her extract it. It hadn t been deep, just held pretty securely
from the length of time it d been inside Amia. She hadn t been paying much attention at that point,
more focused on the pain of Diane probing around, pulling in an effort to get it out of Amia. She
should have made them call Reno to be with her. She hadn t felt a thing since he d touched her.
 I m fine, she said.  Don t stop. Please.
She glanced around at it.  It s already healing. And it was, strangely enough. The bleeding had
begun tapering off.
He met her eyes and must have seen whatever reassurance he was looking for. Gripping her
hips, he lifted her up onto her tiptoes and thrust deep again.
 Use the table, he said.  Hold on.
That was all the warning she got before he began a hard and fast pounding that had her
screaming into orgasm within minutes.
 Mine, he rumbled again behind her, and all she could do was nod and mumble incoherent
sounds of agreement.
She was his. Every inch of her belonged to him and only him. Just as he belonged to her and
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