A Mate for Lazarus (The Program Book 3) by Charlene Hartnady Page A

here for more too?”
    Her eyes flashed with something that looked like
panic. Then they locked with his once more. Calm and collected.
    “For the last time, do you want to do this,
Alexandra? Before you answer, know that it will be exclusive—”
    She sucked in a breath, wanting to say something.
    “—exclusive for the both of us. I’m glad that you
don’t like sharing.” He pushed himself against her, loving how her eyes widened
and her pupils dilated. His cock was hard and throbbing and pressed tightly
against her stomach. This wasn’t a game. This was the real fucking deal. “I’m
glad you were jealous. I was too. The next time any of the others so much as
think about touching you, I will break every bone in their fucking hand.”
    The scent of her arousal caught him deep in the
nose.
    He had to smile. “The thought of me breaking another
male’s hand turns you on?”
    She chewed on her lip.
    “It does, doesn’t it?”
    A small nod.
    Lazarus leaned in so that his mouth was almost
touching her ear. “I think we’re going to get along just fine. Now, kiss me.”
He leaned back so that he could look into her eyes.
    “No.” She shook her head. “We need to get to know
one another. No kissing.”
    “We had an argument. We need to make up. Kiss me.”
    She shook her head. “You argued with me so it stands
to reason that you should kiss me.”
    “I can’t believe that we are having the same
argument twice in one day.” He raised his brow. “You sure you want me to
kiss you ?”
    Alexandra swallowed thickly. “What difference does
it make? It’s just a kiss.”
    “You asked for it.”
    “Well, technically you asked—”
    He planted his lips onto hers and then sucked her bottom
lip into his mouth. The little human groaned. She slid her hands around his
waist and pulled him closer.
    Her soft mounds crushed against him. Her little
tongue flicked against his lips. Fuck! He nipped at her top lip and deepened
the kiss. Alexandra whimpered, rocking her hips. His cock lurched. It wanted at
her. In a big, bad way. Her little hands moved up and down his back, closing on
his ass. She ground herself against him. Fucking hell! Why couldn’t she behave?
    Lazarus had planned to kiss the fuck out of her but he
had also planned to keep his hands on the wall and not to take it any further.
Not today at least. Tomorrow was a whole different ball game.
    Plans changed.
    Little Alexandra was wound up so damned tight that she
was liable to snap at any second. Then again, so was he. Not much he could do
about himself but the tiny human was a total different story. She nipped at his
bottom lip, made a growling noise and gripped his ass tighter.
    To fucking hell with it!
    Lazarus gripped her thigh and pulled it up. So
fucking lush. Her heel snaked around his leg, opening herself up to him. He
made a growling noise low in his throat. His balls tightened up as the scent of
her warm, wet flesh grew stronger. He ground himself up against her core and
she moaned so loud that it broke their kiss. “Oh…oh…oh…” She cried in time to
his movements.
    It had been a long fucking time since he had dry
humped a female. No way. It wasn’t going down like this. “I’m going to touch
you.” He growled against her lips as he slid his hand up her thigh, his
intentions clear.
    “Yeah…mmmhmmm…” She made a garbled noise of
approval. Her eyes were glassy, her pupils so dilated that her irises looked
more black than blue.
    Her grip on him tightened as he shoved her panties
to the side. Alexandra made a gasping noise as his finger breached her pussy.
    Tight as fuck.
    Her walls clamped down around his finger. One
fucking finger. The only god send was that she was wet as fuck. He moved in and
out of her a couple of times loving the wet, sucking sound it made. Lazarus
ground his teeth. Shit but she felt good.
    Her back bowed from the wall and she groaned, her
head rolled back. “Oh god…oh my holy fuck…” She gripped him by the