Page 49 of Warlander Grizzly


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She exhaled a shuddering breath and rolled her eyes closed just to melt into the feel of him so close to her.

Oh, he was experienced. He knew what he was doing. Already, he was revving her up to an inferno.

He rolled over easily and took her with him, settled her onto his chest and glanced down at the blanket that had slipped, exposing her cleavage smashed against his chest. His grin belonged to the devil himself, but he didn’t yank the edge to the side or expose more. Instead, he slipped his hand around the back of her neck and eased her down until her lips pressed to his, and he gently massaged her with rolling strokes of his strong fingers.

Every ounce of tension that had ever existed in her body dissipated under his touch. His other hand worked down her spine, massaging the muscles on either side until she was melted completely against him. When he cupped her ass in his hand and squeezed, she didn’t tense or balk. It felt so good. He teased her with a light spank and then squeezed again, and God, how could a man say how much he enjoyed her body with no words?

She felt…beautiful.

His hand slipped from the back of her neck to cup her cheek as he moved his head to a different angle and pushed his tongue past her lips. His hips rolled against hers and she responded, meeting him.

“Mmmm,” he rumbled. He disengaged the kiss, rested his forehead against hers, and drew his knee up to better cradle her against his body. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, and she could feel the swollen hardness of his cock pressed against her. “Not tonight,” he said, and she could tell he meant it.

“Fine,” she growled.

“Are you pouting?” he asked.

“Maybe.”

He leaned back to look her in the eye, and she could see the humor dancing in his eyes. “You’re pouting over no dick?”

She scrunched up her nose and plopped her face against his chest. “No,” she said grumpily.

“Okay, to be clear, my nuts are going to be aching for you for the next three days. You are a woman. You can just take care of yourself and your brain will reset.”

“Maybe I don’t want to take care of myself.”

“Mmmm. You need me to take care of you, lazy girl?”

She shrugged jerkily, still pouting. “You could’ve just put me out of my misery and treated me like one of your whores.”

“Oooh,” he said, a growl ratting his throat as he gripped her neck and eased her back. His hooded eyes were too bright and his lips were twisted into a snarl. “You aren’t a whore, so why would I treat you like one? You’re Lucia Novak. I’m not dropping this ball.”

“You said you want me to beg you. So…please.”

A deep chuckle reverberated from his chest, vibrating against her cheek. “Don’t you make it too easy for me. Make me work for you. Tell me what you want.”

“Relief.”

“Explain that.”

“I want to not think for a little while.”

“Fine, on one condition.”

“What condition?”

“You never compare me to Steve again.”

Lucia pursed her lips against a smile. He really didn’t like her talking about Steve. “Deal.”

He rolled her onto her back smoothly and slid his hand under the edge of the blanket as his lips pressed to hers again.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll make your head go quiet.”

The promise of that was beautiful. What a temptation. A little submissive part of her wanted to be a good girl, but until tonight, she hadn’t even realized that part of her existed. Landon was introducing her to parts of herself she didn’t know. Interesting man.

His fingertips dragged chills up her inner thigh as his lips moved against hers. Her entire body was on fire.

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