Chosen Prey by Cheyenne McCray

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    Dare brought his hands up to her face as he lowered his mouth closer to hers and she felt his warm breath on her lips. She wanted him to kiss her so badly that she couldn't wait.
    Didn't wait.
    She slipped her hands up and around his neck and brought him down at the same time she tipped her head up, closed her eyes, and pressed her lips against his. Dare groaned and opened his mouth, and she slipped her tongue inside. He tasted so good. Of chocolate cake, iced tea, and male. He smelled of sunshine and warmth, a warmth she wanted to wrap around herself and never let go.
    When he drew away, she opened her eyes and licked her moist lips, still tasting him on her mouth and tongue. A thrill rolled around in her belly as his erection pressed against her.
    Her nipples were so hard they ached, and she felt shivery and jittery.
    Dare lowered his head again and bit her lower lip. She cried out as he thrust his tongue into her mouth again. His stubble abraded her soft skin, making her feel even more raw inside and out.
    Lyra moaned and he answered her by sucking her tongue into his mouth. He moved one of his hands into her hair and clenched a lock of it so hard that the pain of it turned into a sweet kind of pleasure.
    While his mouth literally ravaged her, his free hand slid up her thigh, beneath her tank top, and to her breasts. He pinched one of her nipples and she groaned from the desire that grew in intensity from his touch.
    "Take off your shoes," Dare murmured against her mouth before he trailed his lips to her jawline.
    Lyra didn't hesitate. She toed off each shoe, kicking them across the room.
    Dare continued taking a lazy path with his lips down her neck to her cloth-covered nipple. Lyra held on to him as he nipped at her breast through her tank top and she found herself wanting him to hurry. Wanted so much more than just kissing and touching.
    For the first time she wished she was wearing some kind of sexy underwear. Lace, satin, silk. Anything but the simple white cotton hip-huggers she wore and the plain white bra.
    He hooked his fingers in the sides of her shorts and panties and began to tug down on both as he moved his mouth lower. The thrill in her belly was sending moisture to her panties and she caught the scent of her own musk. Heat burned in her cheeks at the thought that he probably smelled it, too.
    She braced her hands on his shoulders as he slowly pulled her shorts down. He paused to nuzzle her light brown curls and she gasped. Just having him touch her there was turning her inside out.
    It was all too slow. Something inside her wanted everything faster. Needed him in so many ways she couldn't begin to fathom. It was then she realized how she'd grown to trust him in such a short amount of time. Everything he'd done for her, everything they'd shared, just made her want him more.
    When her shorts were at her feet, she paused from embarrassment at being naked in front of him but sucked in her breath and swallowed her shyness. She stepped out of her shorts and he stripped off one sock and then the other. He moved back up her body, kissing his way up the inside of her thigh, flicking his tongue out in the curls on her mound, and up until he was standing again.
    Lyra's heart rate was going nuts as he brought his mouth to hers in a powerful kiss. At the same time he slipped his thumb into her folds and stroked her clit. Lyra cried out and broke the kiss as her hips jerked against his hand.
    "You're so sweet." Dare moved his mouth to the hollow of her throat and groaned.
    "I've got to taste all of you."
    Taste her? Before she had a chance to realize what he was doing, he swept her up in his arms, gripping her ass in his big hands. She wrapped her thighs around his waist and held on to his neck as he strode straight for the bed.
    He settled her on her back on the bedspread and straddled her legs. The denim of his Wranglers scraped against her thighs, exciting her even more.
    Dare's look was dark, intense, focused. He