“It’s less safe to stay here,” Doug muttered. He swung the crossbow onto his back, and before she could respond, he slid through the trees.
Mollie glowered at Mike. “Are you happy now? You put your friend in danger because you're a stubborn ass.”
“He’ll be fine,” Mike assured her.
And besides, it probably was safer for Doug out there than in here with the two of them. Mike wouldn’t hurt her, he had enough control over himself to know that much, but if pushed to the edge, there was no telling what he would do. And no one could push him to the edge like Mollie.
“He’s made it this far, and Doug isn’t stupid,” he said when she glanced anxiously at where Doug had exited. “Besides, if he’s hungry, then he shouldn’t be around you.”
“And you’ve never been hungry around me before?”
“You make me ravenous in every way,” he murmured as his eyes ran over her.
Mollie tried to hold on to her indignation but found it impossible when he looked at her like that. Everywhere his eyes touched, her body heated until her clothes became stifling. If she weren’t so determined to go with him tomorrow night, she’d start stripping, but they had to sort this out.
“I’m going with you to the mansion tomorrow,” she said.
Mike tore his gaze away from her breasts when she spoke. His fangs lengthened as his fingers dug into the earth; she had him as aroused as she did infuriated. His hand encircled her neck before he pulled her toward him.
“And if I refuse to take you with me?” he asked when their faces were only inches apart.
“I’ll follow you.”
He was so close that Mollie saw the glint of a fang behind his parted lips. Those same words caused him to snap Holden’s leg; with his hand where it was, he could easily break her neck, yet she felt no alarm.
She tried to pull away from him, but he held on to her, refusing to let her go. He admired her will, but she had to know he was the one in charge here. “You’ll follow me?” he growled.
“Yes.” Not even the red seeping through his royal blue eyes could deter her from her course of action. “You need me in there, and you can’t tie me up; you don’t have any rope.”
“Oh, I can find a way to tie you up, Mollie.”
The words were a bit of a threat, but the way he purred them had her nipples pressing against her bra and her sex aching for his touch.
“Try it, and you’ll regret it,” she said.
“I don’t think I would, and Iknowyou wouldn’t.”
Chapter Thirty
He lookedlike a wild creature with those eyes and his fangs visible. Every part of her should be screaming to run as fast as possible, but her fight-or-flight instinct had abandoned her. Instead, she found herself entranced by him.
“Perhaps I wouldn’t,” she murmured. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue over his bottom lip before nipping it. “But if you tie me up and leave me behind, I can guarantee it would be the last time youevertouched me.”
“Would it?” he murmured and slid his hand up to cup her breast. He ran his thumb over her nipple and watched as her lids drooped to half cover her exquisite eyes. “Your body tells a different story, and I bet if I slid my hand between your legs, I’d find you already wet for me.”
Mollie buried the resentment his knowledge of her body caused as she cupped his erection. Mike’s breath caught when she rubbed the rigid length of him through the denim. “Maybe you would, but I alreadyknowyou’re hard for me.”
“You’re playing with fire, Mollie.”
“Good thing I know how to put out the flames.”
Before she knew what he intended, he lifted her and laid her on her back. His mouth smothered the startled cry she released over the abrupt movement. The breath she’d been struggling to catch left her when his tongue slid into her mouth. He’d been demanding with her before, but now she sensed something savage beneath his kiss, and an unraveling she didn’t understand.
Somehow, she instinctively knew she could ease this unraveling from him if she didn’t fear him. She met every remorseless thrust of his tongue and opened her thighs to him. When he settled between her legs, her fingers dug into his back as a part of her she never knew existed rose to the forefront. She suddenly felt as unrestrained in her need for him as he was in his need for her.
Without thinking, she bit his bottom lip. When he growled and pushed more demandingly against her, she bit harder and tasted the coppery tang of his blood when it landed on her tongue. Pulling back, she broke their kiss as horror engulfed her.
“I’m sorry!”
