of such ,” he said. “Did she find a mate?” He stopped waving his arms in the water and dipped his hands down, touching his thighs. His hand skimmed against her leg. A jolt of desire twisted her insides.
Railing against something so powerful was pointless.
Kimber turned slightly to look him full-faced. “Yes. Lucky girl . She found true love ,” she murmured , leaning closer until one breast rubbed against his arm in a test of his resistance . Oddly, the fact that he seemed determined to fight his attraction to her only fed her desire to push his limits. Did that mean she was a glutton for punishment?
His bicep tensed, and the water splashed as he flattened against the curved wall behind him. She could see the struggle on his face by his narrowed eyes and clenched jaw . “No such thing,” he said in a gruff tone.
“ It must have been lust then,” she whispered. “That’s real enough for me.” She planted her palms on his broad chest, tilting her face up in expectation. “Is that so bad?”
“It can be,” he strangled out, wrapping his arms around her back to flatten her against his chest.
Kimber slipped against him, glorying in the feel of his slick skin against her breasts. He dipped her backwards until the steam from the water neared her ears and she feared he’d dunk her beneath in some cruel trick to d ampen her desire. He held her still, his eyes heavy lidded as he watched her mouth.
“They say when you kiss, you lose a piece of your soul to your lover,” he whispered, lowering his head until his lips nearly touched hers.
Kimber held her breath. Her heart felt like it would hammer through her ribcage. “Can you feel the loss?” she breathed, leaving her lips parted as she watched him.
“I’ ve never lost myself to a woman ,” he gro wled before crushing his mouth against hers.
She only thought she’d been breathless before . Air couldn’t drag through her nostrils fast enough to keep light-headedness at bay. A dizzying whirl of sensation assaulted her. Coaxed into accepting the thrust of his tongue, she felt consumed by the heat of his mouth--her senses overwhelmed by the touch and taste of him. Thick with muscle, he cradled her in his arms and pushed a hand to the nape of her neck, disallowing escape from the contact of his lips.
Not that she would run if she could. This was where she’d been meant to be all along—against him, with him inside her—slick, hot, and wet. Her mating heat unfurled in her belly, making her cleft ache with need. She wondered why his mouth conjured such a feeling, but his tongue thrust seemed a precursor to more and she was dying for it. She sucked him, trying to convey her longing for more.
He tore from her mouth, his breathing ragged as his kissed the corner of her lips in hungry nibbles that stoked her inner fire .
“Did I capture a piece of you?” she asked in a husky tone, rubbing her wet breasts against him with sensual promise.
Braeden unwrapped his arms and pulled back to look hotly into her eyes. He swallowed as he rubbed a thumb across her bottom lip, looking as if he wanted to repeat the kiss. “Perhaps, Red. You’re a hungry little wolf. I think you might eat me alive if I’m not careful.”
“I promise you would like it,” she said with a grin before nipping his thumb and sucking it into her mouth. The look in his eyes made her melt. She wasn’t sure how she’d managed to stay calm for so long around him. Why was touching and tasting him so addictive?
“Aye. I think I would. And that’s the problem. We’ve gone about this entire business backwards.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
“ Courtship is usually begun first. As tempting as the idea is to give in to base instinct, I prefer to resist my beast in some aspects of life.”
Kimber squinted. “And you think I’m odd?”
He chuckled, and the sound rubbed her nerves in a pleasing manner. “I suppose we both are.”
“That makes us a pair.”
“Aye. We need
Railing against something so powerful was pointless.
Kimber turned slightly to look him full-faced. “Yes. Lucky girl . She found true love ,” she murmured , leaning closer until one breast rubbed against his arm in a test of his resistance . Oddly, the fact that he seemed determined to fight his attraction to her only fed her desire to push his limits. Did that mean she was a glutton for punishment?
His bicep tensed, and the water splashed as he flattened against the curved wall behind him. She could see the struggle on his face by his narrowed eyes and clenched jaw . “No such thing,” he said in a gruff tone.
“ It must have been lust then,” she whispered. “That’s real enough for me.” She planted her palms on his broad chest, tilting her face up in expectation. “Is that so bad?”
“It can be,” he strangled out, wrapping his arms around her back to flatten her against his chest.
Kimber slipped against him, glorying in the feel of his slick skin against her breasts. He dipped her backwards until the steam from the water neared her ears and she feared he’d dunk her beneath in some cruel trick to d ampen her desire. He held her still, his eyes heavy lidded as he watched her mouth.
“They say when you kiss, you lose a piece of your soul to your lover,” he whispered, lowering his head until his lips nearly touched hers.
Kimber held her breath. Her heart felt like it would hammer through her ribcage. “Can you feel the loss?” she breathed, leaving her lips parted as she watched him.
“I’ ve never lost myself to a woman ,” he gro wled before crushing his mouth against hers.
She only thought she’d been breathless before . Air couldn’t drag through her nostrils fast enough to keep light-headedness at bay. A dizzying whirl of sensation assaulted her. Coaxed into accepting the thrust of his tongue, she felt consumed by the heat of his mouth--her senses overwhelmed by the touch and taste of him. Thick with muscle, he cradled her in his arms and pushed a hand to the nape of her neck, disallowing escape from the contact of his lips.
Not that she would run if she could. This was where she’d been meant to be all along—against him, with him inside her—slick, hot, and wet. Her mating heat unfurled in her belly, making her cleft ache with need. She wondered why his mouth conjured such a feeling, but his tongue thrust seemed a precursor to more and she was dying for it. She sucked him, trying to convey her longing for more.
He tore from her mouth, his breathing ragged as his kissed the corner of her lips in hungry nibbles that stoked her inner fire .
“Did I capture a piece of you?” she asked in a husky tone, rubbing her wet breasts against him with sensual promise.
Braeden unwrapped his arms and pulled back to look hotly into her eyes. He swallowed as he rubbed a thumb across her bottom lip, looking as if he wanted to repeat the kiss. “Perhaps, Red. You’re a hungry little wolf. I think you might eat me alive if I’m not careful.”
“I promise you would like it,” she said with a grin before nipping his thumb and sucking it into her mouth. The look in his eyes made her melt. She wasn’t sure how she’d managed to stay calm for so long around him. Why was touching and tasting him so addictive?
“Aye. I think I would. And that’s the problem. We’ve gone about this entire business backwards.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
“ Courtship is usually begun first. As tempting as the idea is to give in to base instinct, I prefer to resist my beast in some aspects of life.”
Kimber squinted. “And you think I’m odd?”
He chuckled, and the sound rubbed her nerves in a pleasing manner. “I suppose we both are.”
“That makes us a pair.”
“Aye. We need
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