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He seizes me by the waist, pulling me closer and sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine. His eyes darken, and his long, luscious lashes add a touch of mystery to his gaze. “Today, we get to play.”
I raise an intrigued eyebrow. “Play?”
He leans closer, whispering, “Come on, I’ll show you,” as if inviting me into a secret world. Despite his words, he doesn’t move away. Instead, he leans even closer, his eyes fixed on mine. “Will you let me show you why this place means so much to me, even though I know it’s painful for you?”
I moisten my lips, my heart racing as I contemplate how he’s come to understand me so well. My breath catches in my throat as he inches closer, his lips just a breath from mine.
“Yes,” I whisper, because even though I understand Thea may never fully heal, I’m eager to grasp why this remarkable alpha dedicates himself tirelessly to helping others like her.
His lips brush against mine with care, releasing a musky scent tinged with vanilla that envelops me. I rest my palms gently on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my touch. Kissing Max is like a slow burn, tantalizing torment I yearn to prolong. Amid this kiss, time stands still, and I draw him closer until our lips meld together seamlessly.
A soft gasp escapes my lips as Max takes control of the kiss. His tongue explores the depths of my mouth, dancing sensually with my own as he savors my taste. His lips are incredibly soft, like plush pillows, and they radiate warmth like my favorite blanket on a snowy night. I can’t contain the slight whimper that spills from me.
Max’s eyes blaze with lust as he pulls back, and his lips curl into a wicked smile. “I had to taste you.”
I grip his shirt tightly, wanting more. “And?”
“And if I don’t stop now,” he murmurs against my mouth, “I won’t be able to resist tasting every inch of you.” He steals one more kiss before pulling away. “Let me show you my world.”
I take a step back, my fingers tracing the tingling sensation on my lips where his kiss lingers. I can still feel the heat of his lips against mine.
“Stop looking at me like that,” Max says, gripping my hand and leading me out of the office, back down the hall, and toward the stairs.
It takes me a moment to respond, my mind still in a blissful haze. “Like what?”
“Like you don’t want me to stop.”
“I don’t,” I admit, my voice a soft confession.
“I know.” He chuckles as he glances over his shoulder.
In an attempt to cool down the heated desire between us, I change the subject. “The third floor is where the dorms are, right?” I ask as we reach the final stretch of stairs. I can already feel my breath quickening and my thighs protesting the workout that climbing stairs provides.
“Yeah,” Max confirms, pushing through the door and facing a security guard station.
“Dr. Harrington, my man,” the security guard, a delta, reaches out and shakes Max’s hand. The door to the security room is open, and beyond it are locked double doors.
“Jarrod.” Max nods in greeting. “This is Seraphina, she’s joining us today.”
“I was wondering if you were going to show up today,” Jarrod says as he heads over to the logbook at the station and hands it to Max.
“Ran into a slight issue downtown. The twins will be here shortly,” Max replies as he signs both of our names.
“No Devlin today?” the guard inquires, taking the clipboard back and setting it down.
Max sighs with a shake of his head. “His father.”
“Council bullshit,” the guard grumbles with a hint of frustration as he buzzes us in through the secure doors. “Corrupt, the lot of them, except for Dev. He’s too soft.”
“He’s got an edge you don’t always see,” Max remarks, his hand extending to hold the door open for me. As I step through, realization hits me.
“He’s an heir,” I state, the pieces clicking into place.
“Devlin?” Max raises an eyebrow, chuckling softly as the security doors close and lock. “Didn’t you know?”
I shake my head slowly, puzzled by how I missed such a significant detail. “Honestly, I have no idea how I missed it all this time. The signs were there.”
Max leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. “Devlin doesn’t like to flaunt his status. He probably enjoys the fact that you don’t know.”
