Read Online Little Red (Not Quite the Fairy Tale #5) by May Sage - Free Book Online

often walk or ride a horse from town to the palace. Just last month, as grandma was pretty ill, I’m sure I must have been there…”
    “Fourteen times,” Lana said. “Yes. And each time, an enforcer came close enough to smell that it was you, and that you were unescorted by any stranger. So, you were let through.”
    “You can smell me from a distance?”
    The ability to scent something further than a few meters away was probably overwhelming. Chase wrinkled his nose, imagining that what a little bit of sweat would be like, for her.
    Then, he visualized ways to get sweaty with her. Down, boy. But as per usual, little head was ready to party at the slightest provocation, where she was concerned.
    “You and all those honey and chocolate cookies. That was pretty unfair, by the way.”
    She was being cute. He couldn’t resist cute.
    Suddenly, he didn’t care that they had company. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to close the distance between them, holding her flush against him before capturing her lips.
    Oh, hell, he hadn’t been prepared for this.
    He’d planned a brief peck – an innocent kiss that was supposed to say I like you. Then, he would have stopped it and told her they were dating. They were. She just didn’t know it yet.
    But instead, he had to deal with this.
    She melted under his lips, at first, before responding eagerly, hungrily. Her arms went around his neck, pressing her frame harder against his and somewhere between the boobs on his stomach on the tantalizing mouth he couldn’t get enough of, he lost it. Next thing he knew he was taking her by the waist, lifting her and wrapping her legs around his torso, before pushing her up against the first flat surface – a tree.
    Chase grinded against her while devouring her lips, unable to stop – he wanted, needed more.
    He needed her neck. He had no idea why, but once his eyes had zeroed in on it, he couldn’t concentrate – the tormenting kiss somewhat lost its hold, whatever h did, his gaze flickered back to her exposed skin. Finally, he couldn’t do anything about it: leaving her lips, he dropped his face on her neck and kissed her there.
    Lana completely froze, and feeling her apprehension, he dropped feather light kisses down from the nap of her neck to her jaw, slowly, languidly.
    She moaned and her head fell back a little, giving him a better access.
    Encouraged, he sucked her skin, and found himself biting it a little bit, too.
    “Don’t!”
    Lana pushed at his chest and the spell was broken.
    Normal Chase – the guy that didn’t go around biting people – stared at her, confused.
    “Sorry, I have no idea…”
    “Exactly,” she snapped, angrily, holding her hand up to her neck.
    Oh shit.
    Now he looked he saw it hadn’t been a little lovebite. Far from it.
    “Tell me you haven’t broken the skin,” she begged.
    He stayed silent, as he totally had. There would be a mark there.
    Chase was probably crazier than he though as some part of him was strangely… not glad, because he’d hurt her, but ok about it? She’d smelt delicious, felt amazing, and all he knew was that he’d wanted to brand her as his.
    Somehow, he’d felt like biting had been a good way at the time.
     
    “Are you smiling?” she growled.
    Fuck. What was wrong with him? He totally was smiling.
    “Hmm… sorry?” he said, doing his best to look contrite, and failing, as a bigger grin broke free despite his best effort. “I genuinely have no idea what came over me. I guess it is a little bit funny – in a I’ll need a straight jacket soon way, of course.”
    He wasn’t helping his case.
    “You don’t have a weird Wilderling explanation, do you?”
    He’d said that in derision to make her smile but instead, she averted her eyes.
    “Lana…”
    “Later. We’re giving a show.”
    They undeniably were: from the guys’ expressions, ranging from amused – the pack members – to point blank shocked – the soldiers – they probably wished they’d