ALPHA SPEED DATING (BBW) (Rocky Mountain Shifters) by Susan Arden

and ready.
    Conrad walked her backward toward the center of the room. “Which way is the bedroom?” he asked against her lips.
    “I think that way.” She pointed, discombobulated, and he swung her around. Now, he was the one walking backward, tugging her toward the open doorway, where a microwave came into view. “Kitchen. Abort. Opposite direction.”
    “You’re an excellent dancer. If my family weren’t such backstabbers, I’d ask you to come with me this weekend. After meeting you, I don’t think either of us should put up with them. Mari, I’m sorry for whatever you’ve gone through on my account.”
    They pivoted again, slowly this time. A dance of seduction. His hands roamed over her body, lifting up the silk slip.
    “More Sonya?” she asked, unable to believe how life behaved. Her crazy life bursting apart. Kismet in meeting him.
    “A little bird.”
    “Doesn’t matter. Kiss me.” She felt sexy in his arms, and savored the way he kept her body close to his as he tried to remove her slip. He laughed and took possession of her mouth again. She lashed her tongue around his, nipping his lip with her own possessive nature.
    “I’m not afraid of your family, just so you know. I just won’t consider employment in their ranks,” she whispered against this mouth.
    “Too soon to think about them,” he said, staring down into her face, slipping the strap off her shoulder.
    “Careful, darling.” She smiled, tracing the outline of his full lips.
    “That’s the last thing I feel around you.”
    “Please. The lingerie. It’s part of the royal getup.”
    He stopped moving, his gaze lingering on her breasts pushed upward by the corset. “I can’t image how you came in contact with this costume. All night you’ve mesmerized me. Temptress.”
    “Dumb luck. Kinda like how families are formed. Thinking about your family, they can’t be worse than mine.” She half pouted, then remembered he had a shirt that required confiscating. She pulled the bottom of his shirt free from his jeans, moving her hands underneath where she encountered his hard stomach. He groaned as she slid her palms up over miles of warm, muscled skin. His body was pure pleasure to touch.
    “We’re tabling talk about families. Now, for my first trick of the evening.” He lightly pulled up the hem of her slip with both his hands. “Hold still.”
    In one swift movement, he swept the lingerie off her body and over her head. “Do you have an encore?” she asked, her skin blushing warmer from his heated stare.
    “I’ve not even started yet,” Conrad growled softly as he held her gaze. He leaned in closer and brushed his mouth against her cheek. His beard stubble grazed her skin as he rubbed his cheek over her face, dragging his open mouth down to meet her lips. His mouth hovered over hers. “This is what I want to think about. Your beautiful body.”
    He finished the kiss. The warm, sensual slide of his mouth over hers melted all thought. This kiss unfurled sweeter than warm taffy. She glided her hands over the warm skin of his arms, up to his shoulders.
    “I want you,” she murmured, snaking her arms until she clasped her hands in back of his neck. This close, her breasts crushed into his chest and her nipples peaked. The groan he released against her mouth made the space between her legs throb unmercifully.
    His hands moved to her hips, then rubbed down the cheeks of her ass, squeezing her bottom before he hauled her up against his erection straining his jeans. This sexual journey was about to liquefy her bones. A flare of fire rose from her belly, shooting into her arms and legs, and leaving her lightheaded.
    She moaned his name. Falling, falling, so fast.
    “You’re driving me crazy,” she said, pressing her hips against his.
    “Sweetheart. I want to sink into you. Deep. Until you cry my name, scratch my skin. Until night turns to day. Not resting until we share the same scent.”
    Catching her breath, she let go of