Page 75 of Into Her Fantasies


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Chapter Seventeen


As enticed as I was to see if he’d really do it—and what fun activities he’d add to the decree—I decided not to tempt fate in that moment. God only knew when I’d need to call in on that favor later, especially with the way he waited for me beneath the covers, head leaning on the tripod of his raised hand and bent elbow.

Donning the demure—since he likely wasn’t going to let me wear much else—I slid in, settled my head against the pillows, and dutifully closed my eyes.

Who the hell was I kidding? Duty had nothing to do it. Nerves had everything to do with it. We’d “been together” twice now, with tiffs as the ice breaker. I racked my brain for a reason to start another. Locking horns with him meant I could focus on—well, his horns—and not other things.

Like…nearly everything.

His carved shoulders. His elegant fingers. His intense energy. Everything about him that was much too close now. Much too naked now. Much too ready for me now. Yeah, I’d stolen a tiny glance as I’d gotten in—at the arousal that wasn’t “tiny” at all. What was I supposed to do with that, other than the obvious? Come on. Wouldn’t any other female think the same thing?

Thoughts receiving no help at containment, as the rogue let out a savoring growl—while grabbing me by the waist and rolling me nearly atop him. I pushed back, only to be ordered back into place with a sharp smack on my left ass cheek.

“Ow!” But dammit if the protest didn’t spill out more as a moan—an encouraging one at that.

As my cheeks blazed, Shiraz chuckled. “My little piece of trouble. You shall stay right where you are, hmm?”

Snort. “If I’m the little piece of trouble, you’re the big piece of—ow!”

At least my bottom would be a nice matched set of pink. His slow smile indicated the same conclusion.

“You are most welcome,” he murmured.

“I didn’t say—”

“Your eyes did.” He’d continued to cup my right cheek. Gave it a firm squeeze while finishing, “But you can say it with your lips as well. Use Arcadian, if you please. Merderim, my Master rolls out beautifully, yes?”

I rolled my eyes. Because no way did he get to see the hundred ways that turned me to fresh goo. “Oh my God.”

“Do you not mean, ‘Oh my Master’?”

“Oh my God.” I openly laughed. Loud and hard. Not only did the release feel damn good but it was reassuring to watch his lips quirk, joining in a little, proving he didn’t take himself that seriously—which of course, melted me for him more.

Made me want to give him a sweet surprise in return…

So I put melty into action. Softened in his arms, letting my body contour along his. My breasts cushioned along his ribs. My thigh slid into his crotch. The answering jerk of his cock ensured the melty made its way to my voice as well.

“Merderim, my Master.”

His rumble was like smoke, curling through us both. “Fuck.” His free hand, raising to my hair, was like the matching blaze. “My little tupulai.”

Then his kiss…

Forest fire.

Wild, rampant, invading, pervading. Such a sudden, furious flare, it stole every breath I had, every rational thought of survival…and I didn’t care. Not one damn bit.

Trouble.

Until now, it had been a cute joke.

Only now, my heart wasn’t.

I was officially in it with this man. Deep and hot and intense, like the scary lightning hell realm from Raiders of the Lost Ark, only I was on the wrong side this time. I was one of the cocky scientists who’d thought I could play with fate and get away with it.

Fine. If I was a bad guy, then might as well commit myself to the cause.

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