Maggie looked up at him, reading the need for her in his gaze, the power of him evident in every line of his body. This was the man she’d loved most of her life finally claiming her. And this was a claiming…body and soul. She could feel it. A little hesitantly, she bared her neck, stretching to the side while trying to hold his gaze. She saw him smile and noticed his teeth were sharper than human teeth were supposed to be. Rocky’s grizzly traits were a little more obvious than Tony’s had been. She jumped a bit, but this was Rocky. She knew in her heart he would never hurt her. He growled low in his throat. The sound warmed her, sending spirals of warmth roiling through her body. Rocky’s head descended and he nuzzled her neck, scraping his teeth lightly over her skin. It should probably have hurt, but she felt nothing other than excitement and yearning. “Rocky, please.” Her whispered plea seemed to energize him.
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