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She sighed her acquiescence and the tenor of the kiss changed in a heartbeat. From coaxing and sweet to dominant and overwhelming in the blink of an eye. His hand tightened in her hair and angled her head and mouth precisely where he wanted it. He might choose his words carefully, but his tongue had no such restraints as it explored her mouth like a predator taking down his prey.
He held her within his grip—captured—not physically, but in some kind of seductive trap she wasn’t sure she could evade or even if she wanted to. Bodie wasn’t just kissing her, he was possessing her, staking some kind of claim she didn’t understand.
His fingers slid along the inside of her thigh, moving up to tickle her most intimate flesh. He dragged them past the hot, wet entrance to her core to come up and play with her clit, circling it before giving it a gentle tug. He moved his hand back to her breast as he stepped closer letting her feel the enormous erection contained by his fly.
“Yes,” he murmured, “I want you that much. But I won’t let our first time be behind the wheelhouse at a Mardi Gras party.”
“No, please…”
He kissed her again, this time reassuringly. “Do not fret,chère; I will see that you are well pleasured this night.” His hand reached between them, and his thumb slid over her clit, pressing down as his tongue invaded her mouth and tangled with hers. With his thumb resting lightly on her swollen nub, his fingers parted her labia and began to play with her pussy.
This is madness! I’m on a boat in the middle of a party where anyone could see us, letting the most notorious gangster in New Orleans have his way with me. What the hell is wrong with me?
“Don’t worry, Quinn, no one can see us.”
“That isn’t true, anyone could see us.”
He released her hair and smoothed it back. “No, they can’t. I have a man stationed on either side. Trust me; we are alone.”
“You planned this?” she said incredulously.
“I leave very little to happenstance.”
Fisting her hair again, he slid his hand back between them to play with her clit, before moving it lower. She couldn’t quite stifle the moan as his fingers penetrated her core and curled up. He began to stroke her pussy, curling up as he stretched her. Again and again, he thrust his fingers up inside her, fucking her so that her body arched up and she came with a scream that he swallowed down with his mouth.
Quinn was still trembling when Bodie removed his fingers, sucking them clean, before reaching his arm down behind her knees and lifting her from where she’d been sitting. He strode toward the side of the boat, and she saw there was indeed a man standing between them and anyone who might have come looking.
“I don’t think…” she started.
“Good. I think it’s best if you don’t for the rest of the night,” he rumbled seductively. “George, call down and have them ready the speed boat. We’re going home.”
“Yes, Alpha.” The man tapped the comm unit in his ear. “We are on the move. Ready the speedboat. The target has been acquired, and we’re headed home.”
Target? I’m a fucking target?
“He misspoke,chère.You know you are safe with me.”
She wanted to protest; knew she should protest but couldn’t find it within herself to do so. Quinn knew there was nothing more that she wanted than to be with Bodie Lambeau tonight. She hadn’t had sex with a man in more than two years. She very much wanted to break that drought with the man the world called El Tigre. As they made their way down to the waiting powerboat, she couldn’t help but think she’d been set up. Well, that was what she thought when she could manage to think. The problem was, not only couldn’t she think, but she also didn’t want to.
Quinn could feel the strength not only of his body, but of the essence of who he was asEl Tigrestepped down into the boat with her still cradled in his arms. She knew her life had changed forever, and she didn’t care.
CHAPTER8
BODIE
He held her close and made her drunk with his kisses. Every time she thought of protesting, he kissed her again, not allowing her mind to form the words that would make him stop. Bodie knew he was being unfair, and he didn’t care. She was his fated mate and she would be his. He had been prepared to be patient, no matter how hard his dick argued that doing so would ruin it forever, but he was having trouble with that resolution. His dick tended to be something of a drama queen.
As they stepped off the boat onto the dock atForce et Honneur, she buried her face in his neck and made no further protest or attempt to remove herself from his arms. Bodie wouldn’t have allowed her to do either, but still it was reassuring to know she had capitulated to their mutual need. Had they been alone on the powerboat, he would have ramped up her arousal and kept her there until he could get her home, but she was his mate, and he would share her with no one.
Bodie strode up to the house, various people opening the front doors and removing obstacles in his path. He had one destination and goal—to get Quinn upstairs, naked in his bed. Taking the stairs two at a time on the main staircase, he reached his bedroom, where Navarro stood to open the door. Bodie entered his room and the door closed silently behind him.
Setting her on the floor, he captured her mouth with his, fisting her hair to hold her in place while he unzipped the zipper hidden on the side of her dress and pushed the one shoulder down her arm to let the dress puddle on the floor. When she tried to protest, he merely growled into her mouth, silencing her. Quinn kicked off her shoes as he reached up and unhooked her bra.
“Have I mentioned how much I like the fact that you don’t wear panties? Because I do; you are such a naughty kitten,” he said as he lifted her again and delivered her to his bed, laying her down reverently before removing his clothes and throwing them out of the way.
Stretching out on the bed beside her, he kissed her with an undeniable passion in a long, luxurious exploration of her mouth. There would come a day when he wanted her this badly, that he would simply roll over her or draw her up on her knees before him and mount her with a quick hard thrust and begin pounding into her. Today, though, he would give her foreplay. Their tongues tangled together in an age-old duel before she softened and gave over to him with a moan.
He rolled over on top of her, giving her his weight and insinuating his legs between hers. Her legs were spread, and he could smell her arousal and knew she was wet and primed for him, but he wanted her to come at least once more. Kissing her again, he began to move down her body, nuzzling her as he went. When he came to her breasts, he treated each of her nipples to a thorough tonguing before sucking one into his mouth, suckling for a moment, and then giving it a brief nip.
