blinked, still not getting it. “Is this part of the
pretend seduction thing?”
“Yep.”
Marrok lied. He could see her pulse hammering in her neck as he dipped his
head even closer to hers. “Just play along.” He advised quietly. “Otherwise
you’ll give us away.”
“To
who?” She sounded out of breath. “We’re the only ones in here.”
He
made his voice grave. “Spies are everywhere, baby.”
“What?”
She gazed up at him, looking baffled and distrustful and sexy as hell. “I
don’t think that…” His lips brushed against hers and she trailed off with a
gasp.
God,
he’d never heard anything hotter.
Marrok’s
hand coming up to touch her jaw, making sure she couldn’t slip away. Not that
she was trying to move. In fact, Scarlett was so befuddled that she froze for
a beat. He sensed the gears in her clever little mind whirring, trying to
figure out what had just happened. Allowing her to think too much would be a
very bad idea. The last thing he wanted was Letty talking herself out of this
before he’d gotten a chance to convince her.
Luckily,
he could be pretty damn convincing.
Marrok
suckled her lower lip and she jolted. “That’s it.” He whispered. “Let me in,
baby.” His mouth opened against hers, seeking entrance… and she hesitantly
responded.
Scarlett
softened against him, her lips parting. She’d tried to hold out, but she
wasn’t immune to him. Thank God. Marrok was on fire for her. He must have
been out of his mind to ever think he’d prefer some aggressive she-wolf to this
girl in bed. Nothing could feel better than the slow melting of her tension. He
felt her lean closer to him. Her hand came up to rest on his shoulder and
Marrok groaned, deepening the kiss.
Christ,
she was sweet.
True
Loves were usually sexually attracted to each other. God knew, Marrok had
wanted to rip Letty’s clothes off from the moment they’d met. But, she was a
Good folk. It had been impossible to know for sure that she’d feel the same
way. Except, now she was kissing him back, and her body was pressing against
his, and Marrok knew he could make her want him.
Triumph
filled him.
Marrok
had waited so long to find his True Love, he’d thought she’d never arrive. To
have her in his arms was better than he’d ever imagined. He lifted her up so
Letty was sitting on the windowsill, his mouth never leaving hers. His fingers
tangled in her flame colored hair and he stepped between her legs. While she
was off balance, he was going to race forward as far as she’d let him. That
would make it easier to lure her even farther along the next time.
Strategy
was all part and parcel of being a Baddie.
She
drew in a surprised breath as she felt the hard length of his arousal pressing
up against her. Marrok managed a soothing sound, even as his free hand found
her hip. He tugged her closer and she gave a small whimper that made him see
stars. Holy shit , was this girl perfect. The addictive little sounds
she made and the way she smelled and the feel of her skin.
Why
the fuck had he ever questioned having Letty as his True Love? No one else
would ever do now that he’d tasted her. This woman was…
Marrok’s
predatory instincts suddenly lit-up.
Someone
else had entered the library. He knew without even turning around that it was Dower,
one of the other wolves locked up in the WUB Club. One his old team mates from
Wolfball.
Shit.
Marrok
pulled away from Scarlett, irritated that he couldn’t take the time to admire
her flushed face and dazed eyes. “Hold that thought, Red.” He lifted her down
from the windowsill, and smoothed a hand over her hair. “I gotta take care of
something, real quick.”
Her
flustered gaze weren’t meeting his. She looked completely astonished and he
could already tell she was going to do her best to deny everything. “I don’t
know what just happened,” she
pretend seduction thing?”
“Yep.”
Marrok lied. He could see her pulse hammering in her neck as he dipped his
head even closer to hers. “Just play along.” He advised quietly. “Otherwise
you’ll give us away.”
“To
who?” She sounded out of breath. “We’re the only ones in here.”
He
made his voice grave. “Spies are everywhere, baby.”
“What?”
She gazed up at him, looking baffled and distrustful and sexy as hell. “I
don’t think that…” His lips brushed against hers and she trailed off with a
gasp.
God,
he’d never heard anything hotter.
Marrok’s
hand coming up to touch her jaw, making sure she couldn’t slip away. Not that
she was trying to move. In fact, Scarlett was so befuddled that she froze for
a beat. He sensed the gears in her clever little mind whirring, trying to
figure out what had just happened. Allowing her to think too much would be a
very bad idea. The last thing he wanted was Letty talking herself out of this
before he’d gotten a chance to convince her.
Luckily,
he could be pretty damn convincing.
Marrok
suckled her lower lip and she jolted. “That’s it.” He whispered. “Let me in,
baby.” His mouth opened against hers, seeking entrance… and she hesitantly
responded.
Scarlett
softened against him, her lips parting. She’d tried to hold out, but she
wasn’t immune to him. Thank God. Marrok was on fire for her. He must have
been out of his mind to ever think he’d prefer some aggressive she-wolf to this
girl in bed. Nothing could feel better than the slow melting of her tension. He
felt her lean closer to him. Her hand came up to rest on his shoulder and
Marrok groaned, deepening the kiss.
Christ,
she was sweet.
True
Loves were usually sexually attracted to each other. God knew, Marrok had
wanted to rip Letty’s clothes off from the moment they’d met. But, she was a
Good folk. It had been impossible to know for sure that she’d feel the same
way. Except, now she was kissing him back, and her body was pressing against
his, and Marrok knew he could make her want him.
Triumph
filled him.
Marrok
had waited so long to find his True Love, he’d thought she’d never arrive. To
have her in his arms was better than he’d ever imagined. He lifted her up so
Letty was sitting on the windowsill, his mouth never leaving hers. His fingers
tangled in her flame colored hair and he stepped between her legs. While she
was off balance, he was going to race forward as far as she’d let him. That
would make it easier to lure her even farther along the next time.
Strategy
was all part and parcel of being a Baddie.
She
drew in a surprised breath as she felt the hard length of his arousal pressing
up against her. Marrok managed a soothing sound, even as his free hand found
her hip. He tugged her closer and she gave a small whimper that made him see
stars. Holy shit , was this girl perfect. The addictive little sounds
she made and the way she smelled and the feel of her skin.
Why
the fuck had he ever questioned having Letty as his True Love? No one else
would ever do now that he’d tasted her. This woman was…
Marrok’s
predatory instincts suddenly lit-up.
Someone
else had entered the library. He knew without even turning around that it was Dower,
one of the other wolves locked up in the WUB Club. One his old team mates from
Wolfball.
Shit.
Marrok
pulled away from Scarlett, irritated that he couldn’t take the time to admire
her flushed face and dazed eyes. “Hold that thought, Red.” He lifted her down
from the windowsill, and smoothed a hand over her hair. “I gotta take care of
something, real quick.”
Her
flustered gaze weren’t meeting his. She looked completely astonished and he
could already tell she was going to do her best to deny everything. “I don’t
know what just happened,” she
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