“I won’t apologize, Balthazar.”
“I wasn’t asking for an apology, Leela,” he countered, his lips skimming hers. “I was merely promising to make you beg for another night in my bed.”
She smiled. “What makes you think I want another one?” she asked. “I remember every minute of our last session.”
His own lips curled in response. “Which is how I know you’ll be begging me for more.” Because while he couldn’t recall the details, he heard the overwhelming satisfaction in her mind. Those memories had kept her up late at night, her body aching to be sated by another as skilled as him.
“Only in your dreams,” she replied sweetly.
“You would know,” he returned.
He captured her mouth before she could reply, his tongue slipping with ease between her beautiful lips to dip inside and provide her with a sensual reminder of his prowess.
Her nails bit into his ass, holding him to her as he devoured her in a manner that felt all too familiar to him. He’ddefinitelykissed her before. He could feel it in his very soul. Just like he’d known her from the moment she’d reappeared in his life.
Little snippets had fallen into place.
A smile he’d seen in a dream.
A voice that had made him hard without any foreplay.
A body built for sin.
His instincts took over, driving his actions, dominating her senses, and consuming his own at the same time. Heat sizzled through his veins, his desire mounting with each passing second.
Only it wasn’t justhisneed he sensed, but hers.
His ability to sense and manipulate emotions went up in flames as Leela’s lust hit him square in the groin.
But he could hear her intent.
She wanted to break his conviction before this game even started.
Sweet vixen, he thought, amused by her antics.
The Seraphim was built for this match, more than prepared to fight his sensuality with a healthy dose of her own.
He groaned, the pure intoxication of it all drowning him in a sea of yearning unlike any he’d ever experienced before.
This female oozed sex.
A master of sensuality and grace.
She knew exactly how to play him, too.
Her nails proved it as she drew a sensuous line across his backside to his hip, her intent evident in the trajectory of her path. But he caught her wrist before she could reach her goal. He allowed her a graze of a finger against his shaft, then pulled her hand over her head to pin it to the wall.
Balthazar repeated the action with her opposite wrist, successfully capturing her in front of him, their wet bodies slick and ready against each other.
“I’m not that easy, baby,” he said against her mouth. “I take my challenges very seriously.” Something she should know after having met him in Brazil.
“What makes you think I want to play?”
“Oh, little vixen,” he murmured, his lips grazing hers. “You started this game when you altered my memories, and then you upped the ante when you didn’t come clean the moment we met again. So don’t feign innocence with me, Lee. We both know that’s not your role in this game.”
She swallowed, her pupils dilating.
“I won’t crawl,” she repeated.
