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“I can scent your arousal,” he said in a throaty voice.
Her cheeks heated even more. “What? Youcan?” He nodded, his gaze settling on her lips.Shit.That was embarrassing. She didn’t know werewolves had that ability. “I’m sorry,” she muttered.
She needed to think logically, despite how difficult it was to do so at the moment. His erection was nothing more than a physical reaction to the way she unintentionally ground her hips against him. It had nothing to do with him being attracted to her. At least, that was the only rational explanation she could comeup with considering there was already someone else out there for him.
“You’re sorry?”
She gave him an unsure nod, shame sweeping over her. And even worse than her shame? The fact that she couldn’t dim her arousal! She still wanted him and heknewit!
“Why?”
Was he really making her spell it out for him? Gods, this was so uncomfortable. “Because I got turned on?” She was so embarrassed, wanting nothing more than to hide. But how could she when he had her stretched out like some prize to be won?Sorry, but you got the wrong prize here, buddy.
Would he still want to team up with her now that he knew how much she desired him?
“Ha.”Did he seriously just laugh? This couldn’t get any worse. “I can assure you,Fia,the feeling is mutual.”
Sophia released a breath. She didn’t expect to hear him say that, though she found it difficult to believe him. There was no way he felt the same way she did. It simply didn’t make any sense.
As if reading her mind, his cock pulsed against her again. “Trust me, girl. If you were of my kind you’d take in my scent andknow.You wouldn’t question how much I want you, and right now I want you very, very badly.”
“Want me?” Her question came out in a hushed whispered.
“Understatement,” he lowly muttered, as if to himself.
At that moment Sophia realized the beast inside Antonio was fading away. Now, when she looked at Antonio, she sawhimmore than the wolf inside him. Somehow, he was controlling the beast.
He began analyzing her. “You don’t believe me.” It wasn’t a question. Good, because she wouldn’t know how to answer if it was. Then, his eyes locked on her lips again and another wave ofdesire washed over her. “Gonna have to show you,” he mumbled. And when he brought his lips down to hers she responded by… not responding.
Her embarrassment was still so prevalent she couldn’t get herself to move. Yet as he gifted her with soft, tender kisses her embarrassment began ebbing until it dwindled down to nothing.
But just as she was going to kiss him in return he backed away, giving her an unsure look.
No! I want this!She screamed inside.
“I’m gonna need you to kiss me back.”
She fiercely nodded, not realizing how eager that nod was until she saw amusement light up his face.
He bent down to her again, and this time she met him. He kissed her slowly, his tongue lazily tangling with hers as her body melted beneath him, surprising even herself when she whimpered.
Her whimper seemed to affect him greatly. He groaned against her mouth, beginning to kiss her more fervently, his tongue diving deeper as he claimed her mouth like his life depended on it.
Honestly, he almost had her believing it did.
At that thought, she bucked her hips up against him.
“That’s it,Fia,” he rasped against her, his fiery tongue delving into her mouth, furiously lapping against hers, his aggression building. There was no mistaking his desire.
He wants me,she thought,her toes curling in excitement.
She relinquished any control she might have still held over her body, succumbing to her lust, allowing it to mindlessly take the wheel and drive her forward.
Digging her heals deeper into the dirt, she bucked her hips up into his, grinding them against him in a wild frenzy. Her body began quivering beneath his as she fervently rubbed her swellingclit along his hardened length, the pleasure building inside her with each rock of her hips.
He broke the kiss. “Are youpleasuringyourself?”
She looked up to him with the most innocent expression she could muster as she slowed her movements, eventually coming to a complete stop. “Should I not? Am I doing something wrong?” In truth, she didn’t know what she was supposed to be doing. She only knew that what shewasdoing felt good, and shelikedgood.
