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Coiled tight, she stilled.
But I could feel the locked tension waiting to make a break, sense the buzz of energy between us, vibrations humming as nerves came alive. I rested my forehead on her shoulder and closed my eyes, fighting the hunger that was once again rising. Food. Fucking. The cold place inside me was so empty.
So full of want.
Was it my breath or hers that wasn’t steady? Her body rocked from the exertion. Pulsed against me.
My lips inadvertently tasted a bead of her sweat.
SUGAR AND SPICE AND ALL THINGS NICE.
I jerked back my head at the voice, only to glimpse her chest...the swell of ripe flesh under indecent lace, the hypnotic rising and falling.
Falling.
The soft feminine smell of her was so thick—clean and rose, and vanilla and my jaw twitched with the urge to lick.
As if I was losing it, I squeezed my grip tighter.
A hiss.
A whimper.
A throb where I didn’t want to feel my heart beat.
Ice in my gut while on the outside all of me was fired up.
It was only when I tasted her again that I realized my teeth were sinking into her skin. My bite worried the muscle at her neck, making her arch her back, push her ass flat up against my cock—her gasp spoke for us both.
Looking over her shoulder, the dark blush of her nipples popped tight against the pale pink net.
Fear.
Or desire.
Part of me didn’t care. Part of me wanted to find out.
She was so good being so quiet.
I walked her forward, my weight pushing her flat against the wall, hips adjusting to settle my cock against her cleft as I listened to her shaky breath.
“Tell me you got the rule about the gun.”
Maybe my voice was even darker because my words made her flinch. Made her lick her dry lips before she could speak.
“Pointing a gun at you is bad.”
“Yes. Yes, it is.” I saw a flash of an image.
A flintlock firing...searing agony. The cold inside me throbbed—owning the memory. The anger at some strange ammunition left inside me. I filed it away; right now I was after a different piece of the puzzle.
I hadn’t realized I was rubbing my groin against the curves of her body.
I hadn’t realized she was rocking back.
The struggle had turned her on.
Sometimes the threat of danger took you somewhere unexpected...
