good?”
“Verra,” he purred, prowling toward her.
Swallowing back her envy at the thought of this
unknown woman touching her Kori, Lera licked her lips and held his gaze. “You
trust her?” Why the hell am I thinking of him as mine?
“With my life. I trained her.”
“Great.” Lera moved to step around him but Kori
blocked her way. With a sharp breath, she tried the other way. His large body
was there. “Do you mind?” she bit off.
“Are you jealous, mo anam ?”
Yes! “Of what, Kori? You’re a man, I would
assume you’d have women. It doesn’t matter to me. Get out of my way so I can
finish getting ready.”
He didn’t. If anything. he stepped closer. Lera
found it hard to breathe. Her heart pounded out of control, and her belly
clenched with a longing she’d only ever felt in this man’s presence.
“I will kill that man if he lays a hand on you, mo
ghrá ,” he uttered, deadly and dangerous. “I will rip out his throat.”
It sounded like nothing but the truth coming from
him. “You can’t say a word when we meet him, Kori. Don’t threaten him.”
“So worried about your friend, and not yourself.
Why?”
Her feeling of inadequacy threatened to spill
over. Clamping it down under lock and key, Lera held his stormy gaze. “Because
she…she…she’s my best friend. And it’s my fault she was taken.”
She moved to the side only to find herself jerked
up against his marbled physique. Eyes wide with shock, Lera looked up at him.
His gaze was purely wild as he stared at her. Raw hunger, anger, and
protectiveness swirled in them.
“Honest answer, Valera. Will you be in danger
within the first two hours?”
The look on his face told her not to tarry with
her answer. “No. Or rather, I highly doubt it. He’ll take us to his place, I’m
sure. A few hours out of town.”
“I do not like you using yourself as bait,
Lera.”
I’m not a fan of it myself. “I know but
I’m the only bait he wants.”
She shuddered when his hand sank into her hair
and pulled her head back. Lips parted, Lera stared up at him. Closer and
closer, his mouth drew to hers and it was harder for her to breathe. There was
a pulse pounding between her legs, and she wanted to rub against something. No,
not something, Kori. Lera could feel his breath on her sensitive lips, and it
felt like her entire body was suspended, waiting for the moment he would allow
their lips to touch.
“I’m here, Cormac,” a female announced from out
in the main part of the suite.
Lera stumbled with the speed which Kori released
her, his entire visage softening. Without even a look at her or a word, he
slipped out of the room. She could hear their voices blending together, his
masculine and amazing, hers feminine and lilting.
A lance of pain pierced her chest, and she hated
the hurt and jealousy she experienced. She had no say over him, no claim. One
day, his mate would come and she would have to deal with it anyway. Why hope on
something that wasn’t in her future? Still, it would be nice to have him think of
her in… She shook her head, refusing to go there. It wouldn’t solve anything. Figures. Lera took a deep breath and refortified her walls. She sat on the bed and
pulled on her boots. With a quick maneuver, she dropped to her knees beside the
bed and lowered her head.
Please let me be in time to have saved Rissa
from things he may do. Pushing to her feet, Lera grabbed her jacket and
slid it on, feeling the last bit of her armor chinking into place as she zipped
it up. Staring at her reflection, Lera hesitated before leaving, a few steps
put her beside Kori’s bag, returning something to it. It didn’t take long until
she had her leather bag over one shoulder and stepped out into the main room of
the suite.
Her gaze immediately found the “friend” Kori had
mentioned. She was beautiful. Tall, willowy, and a body Lera would kill to
have. Curves in all the right places and then some. Thick black hair fell
forward around
“Verra,” he purred, prowling toward her.
Swallowing back her envy at the thought of this
unknown woman touching her Kori, Lera licked her lips and held his gaze. “You
trust her?” Why the hell am I thinking of him as mine?
“With my life. I trained her.”
“Great.” Lera moved to step around him but Kori
blocked her way. With a sharp breath, she tried the other way. His large body
was there. “Do you mind?” she bit off.
“Are you jealous, mo anam ?”
Yes! “Of what, Kori? You’re a man, I would
assume you’d have women. It doesn’t matter to me. Get out of my way so I can
finish getting ready.”
He didn’t. If anything. he stepped closer. Lera
found it hard to breathe. Her heart pounded out of control, and her belly
clenched with a longing she’d only ever felt in this man’s presence.
“I will kill that man if he lays a hand on you, mo
ghrá ,” he uttered, deadly and dangerous. “I will rip out his throat.”
It sounded like nothing but the truth coming from
him. “You can’t say a word when we meet him, Kori. Don’t threaten him.”
“So worried about your friend, and not yourself.
Why?”
Her feeling of inadequacy threatened to spill
over. Clamping it down under lock and key, Lera held his stormy gaze. “Because
she…she…she’s my best friend. And it’s my fault she was taken.”
She moved to the side only to find herself jerked
up against his marbled physique. Eyes wide with shock, Lera looked up at him.
His gaze was purely wild as he stared at her. Raw hunger, anger, and
protectiveness swirled in them.
“Honest answer, Valera. Will you be in danger
within the first two hours?”
The look on his face told her not to tarry with
her answer. “No. Or rather, I highly doubt it. He’ll take us to his place, I’m
sure. A few hours out of town.”
“I do not like you using yourself as bait,
Lera.”
I’m not a fan of it myself. “I know but
I’m the only bait he wants.”
She shuddered when his hand sank into her hair
and pulled her head back. Lips parted, Lera stared up at him. Closer and
closer, his mouth drew to hers and it was harder for her to breathe. There was
a pulse pounding between her legs, and she wanted to rub against something. No,
not something, Kori. Lera could feel his breath on her sensitive lips, and it
felt like her entire body was suspended, waiting for the moment he would allow
their lips to touch.
“I’m here, Cormac,” a female announced from out
in the main part of the suite.
Lera stumbled with the speed which Kori released
her, his entire visage softening. Without even a look at her or a word, he
slipped out of the room. She could hear their voices blending together, his
masculine and amazing, hers feminine and lilting.
A lance of pain pierced her chest, and she hated
the hurt and jealousy she experienced. She had no say over him, no claim. One
day, his mate would come and she would have to deal with it anyway. Why hope on
something that wasn’t in her future? Still, it would be nice to have him think of
her in… She shook her head, refusing to go there. It wouldn’t solve anything. Figures. Lera took a deep breath and refortified her walls. She sat on the bed and
pulled on her boots. With a quick maneuver, she dropped to her knees beside the
bed and lowered her head.
Please let me be in time to have saved Rissa
from things he may do. Pushing to her feet, Lera grabbed her jacket and
slid it on, feeling the last bit of her armor chinking into place as she zipped
it up. Staring at her reflection, Lera hesitated before leaving, a few steps
put her beside Kori’s bag, returning something to it. It didn’t take long until
she had her leather bag over one shoulder and stepped out into the main room of
the suite.
Her gaze immediately found the “friend” Kori had
mentioned. She was beautiful. Tall, willowy, and a body Lera would kill to
have. Curves in all the right places and then some. Thick black hair fell
forward around
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