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The imprisoned man’s eyes were completely black. He swung his head toward her, snarling and snapping his teeth.
She’d always been braver whilst defending others than when standing up for herself. For some reason, it came easily to her.
When she eventually drifted to sleep, she dreamed about the chained man.
For as long as she could remember, Alice had always held a soft spot for injured and broken things.
She looked down at the palm he’d kissed and felt the telltale flutter of butterflies in her stomach. Crap.
Possessiveness and fury roared through his senses, overtaking him until all he wanted to do was kill, fuck, and protect.
Luka dragged the pitiful-looking man to Alice and placed him at her feet, then stared fixedly at her. Vanessa chimed in from behind her, “Well, I guess he knows how to fetch.”
Hahahhh
Rather than set her down quickly, he angled her so that she slid down his front, rubbing every inch of him as she went until she was on her feet, still firmly tucked against his body. Oh, shit.
An image of Luka slowly emerging from the lake in a sopping-wet white shirt, with a satchel of pearls in hand, popped into her mind. Well, hello, Mr. Darcy.
Luka followed the fixed direction of Maxu’s stare and had to take a step back. Blue mating marks circled his wrists.
After their fourth bottle of mott, a strong alcoholic beverage, they’d decided the most logical way to figure it out would be to draw straws. Whoever drew the short straw would sit on a piece of furniture, be lowered into the floor, and see where they ended up. The morning after, they’d all groggily agreed that asking someone would be the much more logical answer.
LOL
That side called for blood whenever there was a simple argument, or wanted to fuck when they should be making love.
In his present condition, where most coherent thoughts were interrupted with daydreams of ripping off her clothes and devouring her golden flesh, civilized seduction would be impossible.
In order to replace the image of a crazed, chained, horny male she’d grown accustomed to, he needed to be charming when they spoke. Delicate. How was he supposed to sweep her off her feet if he was sporting a bum foot and an ever-present erection?
Poor Luka
“Metli, could you please make a note about the change of nomenclature? Moving forward, it seems only right that we use the name they’ve chosen. They’ll be referred to as PRICs or Insurgents.”
“I’ll also need access here,” he said coolly. “I’ll need to be able to visit Alice from time to time.”
“I’ll teach her,” Luka said loudly, startling both women.
Whenever he’d interacted with females before, he’d been either charming, as his studies had taught him, or uninterested.
Habahaha
Would her cheeks flush like that after a vigorous bout of fucking, or would her skin pinken everywhere?
“Kinky.” Daisy giggled, sinking into the pool of water until she was half submerged. Rita threw a hand over her heart in mock surprise. “Daisy, my word. Has that shy little exterior really been hiding an undercover freak this whole time?”
He laughed, displaying perfect white teeth. “You thought I’d be mad about a beautiful female, my mate no less, running her hands over me to keep me from being tortured?” Charming. What a dangerous quality.
She felt a pang of pleasure shoot to her sex at his admission. Would she be able to resist his attempts? His nostrils flared, and a low purr sounded in his chest. A predatory grin spread across his face.
He pulled her body into his, leaning down to rumble in her ear, “Careful, love. You almost stepped into the fire.”
“It’s my job and my privilege to make you come. What do you think you’re doing?”
“You’ll come when I say so, love.”
Crap. He is a goddamned closet romantic! She could barely handle her sexual attraction to Luka as it was, but now he revealed that he had a romantic side? She could practically feel her ovaries yelling at her to say, “We can be happy together!”
Along with all of her other weaknesses, Alice was also a crier. Movies, shows, Hallmark cards. Give her a sappy commercial, and watch her start to well up.
Same girl
Luka grinned down at her again, the corner of his eyes crinkling, then pulled her into a hug. “You feel everything so deeply, don’t you? That’s wonderful.”
<3
He hadn’t laughed or mocked her show of emotion, and he hadn’t clammed up or become uncomfortable, either. He acted exactly the way she wished people would act with her, and that scared the ever-loving shit out of her.
THIS
Damn gorgeous man with his rugged Indiana Jones scientist-explorer thing.
Placing his palms over her hands, he lifted them and crossed their overlapped arms around her abdomen. In essence, he was hugging her against his body without ever touching her waist. A corner of her mouth lifted at the clever workaround.
“When they’re alone, their leaves are sparse and they can’t catch as much food, but when they find a partner, they stand together, creating a full, thick canopy.” He nuzzled her ear gently. “They mate for life.”
Ah, shit. She was curled up in his lap, and he was telling her love stories. How the hell had this happened? It’s like they were watching a nature documentary together. This was supposed to be serious research for my job, not Netflix and chill!
When her pounding heartbeat slowed, she relaxed into him, allowing his body to envelop her. His arms tightened around her as he let out an exhale. Had he been holding his breath? A purr rumbled through him, and she grinned.
He didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin her mood, but he had to know what had made her so happy. He had to know, so he could be sure to do it over and over again in the future. “… pleased with me,” he finished.
A torrent of emotions rolled through him. Pride puffed his chest. She trusts me. And she sees me. Alice had not only noticed his discontent again but was attempting to soothe him. Her sweet, caring personality was what he’d always hoped for in a female but had believed he’d never have.
“Do you like my purring, love?”
“Do you want to feel my purr while I’m buried deep inside you?”
“Say you’re my mate. Say you’re mine.”
“I want to feel you, love.”
Urging her hips forward and back with his hands, he leaned forward to lick and suck her nipples with his lightly vibrating mouth.
Full body vibrator
Brows drawn, he stopped her with a hand on her wrist. “What are you doing?” Looking from the plates to him, she shrugged. “Cleaning up.” He tugged her forward, dragging her across his lap. “I can do that. Why don’t you go take a bath?”
THIS
He liked that she argued with him and challenged his domineering instincts. She allowed the Traxian side of him that ached to keep her close and safe to surge to the foreground when they had sex. She’d fight tooth and nail for what she believed in, but once in the bedroom, she’d submit so sweetly.
