expected… She pretended to be winded and settled down, breathing hard. Nodding, he slid off her tennis shoes one at a time, tossing them to the floor.
“You’re right about one thing,” he said. “I am going to undress you. But not for the reason you’re fantasizing about.”
“I’m fantasizing about kicking you in the head.” Her desires wouldn’t, never had, beaten her. Dammit, she was so out of practice. And so attracted.
Marcus was harder to resist than any wolf or man she’d ever met.
“Be that as it may, you might as well cooperate,” he continued. “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied you don’t have any more surprises on you. I will search you quickly, and I won’t violate your person in any way, shape or form.”
The impact of his announcement slammed into her. He was about to remove her clothing, all of it, and inspect her. Everywhere.
Goddess. An ache woke in her pussy that was impossible to ignore. “If I don’t cooperate, are you going to violate my person?”
She was so not cooperating.
“Absolutely not.” He peeled off her pink sock, shook it and smirked when lavender fell out. He inserted it into a small medical waste bin before his gloved hands tightened on her bare ankles. “I’m not a keeper. I don’t violate people.”
Without further ado, he grasped her jeggings at the knees and yanked.
They slid off her as if she was oiled. Katie squeaked and tugged her T-shirt to hide her underwear. Marcus examined the seams of her pants before giving them a vigorous shake.
Then he looked at her. Her cheeks burned as his gaze traveled up her legs, lingering at her hips. She pressed her thighs together.
“You’re in good physical condition,” he observed. It didn’t feel like a compliment—merely an observation. “That’s not always the case with a witch.”
She glared at him. “I never know when I might need to kick someone’s ass.”
He didn’t look the least bit intimidated by her declaration and eased himself onto the mattress. When he reached for her free hand, she flailed at him. “Do you see any lavender? No. You found it. Back off.”
Instead, he sprang. In a fraction of a second, he had her spread on her back. His hands grasped her shirt at each shoulder. Their eyes met right before he ripped her T-shirt in half, laying her nearly bare.
But…he’d promised not to!
He was just like the wolves she’d dealt with. Violent and crude. She hated him—she had to hate him for this. He fell on her, his weight pinning her down. Her traitorous body responded with a joyful pulse of desire.
Her thrashing wedged his hips between her thighs, increasing their intimacy tenfold. She tried to pull his hair, claw his eyes, but he grasped her wrist and held her away from his skin.
“I’m going to check your undergarments for spell components. That’s all I’m going to do.” He stared down at her, his irises fading to pale blue. She watched the brown disappear until only the wolf was left. “In case you were wondering, casting my antidote capsule would increase my vitality.”
She considered cursing some more, but something in his expression silenced her. Especially when his gaze dropped to her lips…and his cock hardened against her pussy.
Katie barely withheld a groan. His shirt, she noticed distractedly, smelled like her favorite fabric softener.
Marcus adjusted his fingers around her wrist. When she struggled, the rubber of his gloves tweaked the tiny hairs on her arm. His other hand patted her shoulder.
“This isn’t personal,” he said, though his arousal told a different story. His gloved hand cleaned the shreds of her shirt away and slipped between their bodies.
The lavender hidden in her bra prickled her skin. Could she use it like that? She’d never cast a spell with her boob before, but there was always a first time. She just needed him to touch her. She licked her lips hopefully. She’d get him to kiss her a few times before she infused the
“You’re right about one thing,” he said. “I am going to undress you. But not for the reason you’re fantasizing about.”
“I’m fantasizing about kicking you in the head.” Her desires wouldn’t, never had, beaten her. Dammit, she was so out of practice. And so attracted.
Marcus was harder to resist than any wolf or man she’d ever met.
“Be that as it may, you might as well cooperate,” he continued. “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied you don’t have any more surprises on you. I will search you quickly, and I won’t violate your person in any way, shape or form.”
The impact of his announcement slammed into her. He was about to remove her clothing, all of it, and inspect her. Everywhere.
Goddess. An ache woke in her pussy that was impossible to ignore. “If I don’t cooperate, are you going to violate my person?”
She was so not cooperating.
“Absolutely not.” He peeled off her pink sock, shook it and smirked when lavender fell out. He inserted it into a small medical waste bin before his gloved hands tightened on her bare ankles. “I’m not a keeper. I don’t violate people.”
Without further ado, he grasped her jeggings at the knees and yanked.
They slid off her as if she was oiled. Katie squeaked and tugged her T-shirt to hide her underwear. Marcus examined the seams of her pants before giving them a vigorous shake.
Then he looked at her. Her cheeks burned as his gaze traveled up her legs, lingering at her hips. She pressed her thighs together.
“You’re in good physical condition,” he observed. It didn’t feel like a compliment—merely an observation. “That’s not always the case with a witch.”
She glared at him. “I never know when I might need to kick someone’s ass.”
He didn’t look the least bit intimidated by her declaration and eased himself onto the mattress. When he reached for her free hand, she flailed at him. “Do you see any lavender? No. You found it. Back off.”
Instead, he sprang. In a fraction of a second, he had her spread on her back. His hands grasped her shirt at each shoulder. Their eyes met right before he ripped her T-shirt in half, laying her nearly bare.
But…he’d promised not to!
He was just like the wolves she’d dealt with. Violent and crude. She hated him—she had to hate him for this. He fell on her, his weight pinning her down. Her traitorous body responded with a joyful pulse of desire.
Her thrashing wedged his hips between her thighs, increasing their intimacy tenfold. She tried to pull his hair, claw his eyes, but he grasped her wrist and held her away from his skin.
“I’m going to check your undergarments for spell components. That’s all I’m going to do.” He stared down at her, his irises fading to pale blue. She watched the brown disappear until only the wolf was left. “In case you were wondering, casting my antidote capsule would increase my vitality.”
She considered cursing some more, but something in his expression silenced her. Especially when his gaze dropped to her lips…and his cock hardened against her pussy.
Katie barely withheld a groan. His shirt, she noticed distractedly, smelled like her favorite fabric softener.
Marcus adjusted his fingers around her wrist. When she struggled, the rubber of his gloves tweaked the tiny hairs on her arm. His other hand patted her shoulder.
“This isn’t personal,” he said, though his arousal told a different story. His gloved hand cleaned the shreds of her shirt away and slipped between their bodies.
The lavender hidden in her bra prickled her skin. Could she use it like that? She’d never cast a spell with her boob before, but there was always a first time. She just needed him to touch her. She licked her lips hopefully. She’d get him to kiss her a few times before she infused the
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