She couldn’t explain it any other way.

“I really have to touch you, Tracy.”

She nodded and stepped out of the robe at her feet, toward him. And when their bodies touched, Tracy felt faint. The intensity of desire and connection between them was overwhelming.

“What is this?” he murmured just as his hand went into her hair and angled her head to receive his kiss.

And it wasn’t just a kiss, it was a ten-car pileup. A collision of two people meshing into one. His mouth was insistent and he devoured her, took from her and delivered back in spades. His lips were hot against hers, tongue sure and steady as it slid into her mouth and stroked against hers.

His taste was intoxicating and consumed her. Took over her brain and her body and sucked her under like a siren’s song.

“Oh, god. Please, f**k me, Gabe,” she all but sobbed when he broke the kiss to move his mouth—his hot, carnal mouth—to the spot just under her ear. Her legs nearly buckled.

“I will, little rebel, I will. Don’t rush me.” The words were murmured, his lips against her skin, and all she could do was writhe. “I have plans for every inch of your body. If I can only have you once, I’m going to burn my name into your skin.”

He wasn’t even sure where the hell the words came from but once he’d touched her, it was like instinct had taken over. He certainly meant what he’d said. He wanted her to think of his lips just there, at the place where her jaw met her neck, before she fell asleep each night. Wanted his fingers splayed over her hips to brand into her memory forever because damn it, if he couldn’t have her, he’d damn well have part of her memory.

A sense of desperation crept into him as the thought of only having her once registered. How could he live for the rest of his life only being able to make love to her one time? Knowing that another man had her every night and day? He knew it was madness to feel that way, knew she belonged to another. But he felt it nonetheless.

Dropping to his knees before her, he caught the scent of her desire in full force and it rocked his very foundations. He growled as his wolf agitated against his human skin, wanting to claim her.

Tracy looked down at him, her hands shaking at the intensity of her response. She slid them into his hair and it felt cool and soft against her skin. His mouth was like a brand against the tattoo at her inner hip.

The growl that issued from deep inside him wrapped around her and called her own wolf into a state of

tension and need. It frightened her, the way he made her feel. It was wrong! She shouldn’t feel so intensely attracted to anyone but Nick. But she couldn’t help it. Her need of him took over every cell in her body. Did Nina feel this way with Cade? No wonder she looked at him the way she did sometimes.

Still, Nina seemed to manage it and be loving and totally devoted to Lex. All Tracy could do was hope that it would lessen after the anchor bond was fully in place.

He pushed her back onto the bed and moved to her, giving no quarter as he loomed up and over her, taking a nipple into his mouth, his teeth grabbing it, pushing her into that place where pleasure and pain are only a breath apart.

Her clit throbbed in time with each pull of his mouth. His weight over her eased some of the anxiety she’d been feeling. His hands were stroking over every inch of her skin as he feasted on her ni**les.

Pulling back, his lips were wet from her and his breath was heaving. “What is it? Why do you make me feel this way?”

She was beyond words and all she could do was shake her head and make a distressed sound. He kissed his way down her belly and her thighs were already trembling when he pushed them all the way open and took a long look at her pu**y.

“God,” he whispered hoarsely and his mouth was there on her, against her, insistent and fervent. She’d already been so close to coming just at his first touch that when he pushed a finger into her and flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit her climax hit her so hard it jarred her teeth.

But he didn’t stop until he’d pushed her into a second climax that wrenched her gut and made her see stars.

And he was up and over her again, lips on hers. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she opened to him, tightening her grip to hold him to her.

“Please,” she said through the kiss.

“Please what?”

“Please f**k me. I’m going to die if you don’t.”

“I don’t want this to be over.” The yearning in his voice tore at her.

“It has to be. I can’t feel like this, it’s not right.” Tracy knew that this thing between her and Gabe was something other than the anchor bond. Knew that it was deeper than that and it scared her as much as it seduced her. She had a mate, he was in the other

room and she was in love with him and committed to him and she could not let herself fall any further into this thing she shared with Gabe.

“I know. But damn me, I want it forever,” he gasped as he pushed his c**k deep into her hot embrace.

“Oh, my…” she said faintly as he filled her and began to move. She closed her eyes to keep from staring deep into his. It was too much. He saw into her too deeply and she didn’t know what to do with all of it.

Each time he plunged back into her body she felt like he possessed a bit more of her. She pushed the panic down, worried that if she didn’t, Nick would feel it and burst into the room and then what?

The pleasure was mind-numbing and all-consuming and she tried to turn off her mind and heart and just feel.

Gabe was convinced he’d never felt anything as good as the way her pu**y surrounded his c**k as he f**ked into her body. The silk of the skin on her inner thighs slid over his hips each time he thrust deep.