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She set Fox onto the floor and he trotted over to the warmth of the hearth. Her hand fluttered toward the pup as she looked at Rafe. “He’s not…big…strong…muscles…” Her eyes worked down his body, her words useless for what was surging through her veins.
It took him a long, still moment, his eyes searching her face without a trace of emotion. Silently, he stepped back into the room, closing the door behind him, and then moved to set his plate down on the table. With stealthy ease, he walked over to her, coming to a halt in front of her.
His gaze never wavered from her face, his eyes devouring her as the slightest tic vibrated along the hard line of his jaw. “What do you want from me, Vic?”
The question simple, the offer of it boundless.
She could ask for anything in this moment and he would give it to her. She could see that in his eyes.
She swallowed hard, her tongue suddenly dry and ravenously thirsty for something she couldn’t place, couldn’t describe.
Courage welling deep in her chest, she met his stare, embracing the words she needed to say, for if she didn’t, she would be cowering in her own dishonesty.
“I want you to make me feel like you did the other night. When I was under you, your hands on me.”
{ Chapter 15 }
Walk away.
Be done with this whole blasted plan of vengeance. Be done with this slip of a woman that made him regret every decision he’d ever made in his life.
Walk. Away.
There was a choice to make here and he was positive he was about to make the wrong one.
But he was accustomed to that.
Make the wrong decision. Battle his way out of the consequences.
That part he was good at. He’d had to be.
His hands lifted, sliding in along Victoria’s waist and trailing downward along her hips. “Touch you like this?”
Her stare anchored onto his, as her silver-spiked blue eyes thrummed with the energy of the shifting ocean. She inhaled a tiny breath, the slight sound of it making his cock twitch into hardness. “Yes.”
He stepped in closer, his lower chest grazing her breasts, and he bent, setting his lips onto her neck. Gentle. Only the slightest taste of her skin under the tip of his tongue.Honey and spice.What sorcery made her taste like this after days on the road?
She angled her head to the side, giving him better access, and he swiped his tongue long against the line of her neck that ran from her shoulder to her ear. “Like this?”
A moan. “Yes.”
He made his way along her jawline, his mouth finding hers, and all gentleness left him the second their lips touched. A spark burst into flames between them and he captured that fire in a brutal kiss. Hard, raw and carnal.
It wasn’t enough for her. She kissed him back, her tongue warring with his, fierce and needy, her hands rising to clutch onto his triceps, her fingers digging into the muscles. Both prodding him on and grasping for stability.
Guttural mewls echoed up her throat and where his cock had been twitching into hardness before, the earthy sounds flooded his shaft with vicious, pulsating need.
She feared she sounded unseemly, but there was something so open and carnal and real about how she reacted to him that his body instinctively wanted to both capture her in his arms to keep her safe from everything evil in this world, while simultaneously wanting to rip her open with his tongue and his cock.
He’d best clamp down on that.
Yet he couldn’t pull away, kissing her for so long he was surprised she didn’t drop to blackness for lack of air. He was drowning in the flames of her, burning to a crisp, and he didn’t give one damn. If death came when his tongue was tangled with hers, it would be a grace he didn’t deserve. His cock was at full height now, straining savagely against his trousers.
How in the hell did she do this to him? He was controlled. Always controlled. But in that instant, he was on the verge of falling into a pit of chaos with no hope of control.
He did manage to pull up slightly from the kiss, the air in his chest as breathless as hers. “Like this?”
“Yes.” She nodded into him, her right hand lifting up and threading into the back of his hair. “Please.”
