likely be dizzy and nauseous for a bit yet. You need to go home and lie down.”
“I’ll take her to the bed in back,” Ronan rushed to offer, “and make sure she gets some rest while they finish their investigation,” ignoring the hundred different fantasies playing through his mind that involved anything but rest.
Ronan scooped Pema into his arms before anyone could object. Pressing her warm body against his, he inhaled her sweet strawberry scent…Goddess, it was addicting. Her curves fit perfectly against him, making lust course through him and harden his shaft.
He began heading to the rooms in back when Jace’s voice had him turning back. “Make sure she drinks some more water, as well. I nullified the poison, but she needs to flush it from her system.”
“Will do. And, thanks for saving her,” Ronan replied and turned away after Jace nodded his acknowledgment.
“Where are you taking me?” Pema asked, looking up at him with huge doe-eyes. There was a storm brewing in her sea-green depths, and it electrified him.
“There is a room with a bed in back. I had thought Killian crazy for including it, but right now I’m glad he did.” He gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
“I’m not sure being in a room alone with you and a bed is a good idea,” Pema whispered with a small curve to her lips.
Ronan leaned his face down to hers until their lips were scant inches apart as he paused outside the door. “Afraid you won’t be able to keep your hands off of me?” he asked as he twisted the knob and pushed the door open. He pressed his lips against hers lightly then crossed the threshold and kicked the door closed.
“It’s not my hands I’m worried about,” she countered and stretched her neck, seeking his lips once again. When their lips met with more force this time, he had to remind himself to be gentle, that she had just been poisoned.
“Good, I want them all over me. And, I want my tongue over every inch of your luscious body,” he blurted before he could stop himself. She bit his lower lip and it took all of his considerable strength to pull back. “How are you feeling? Jace said you should rest and I need to get you some water.”
She placed her hand on his chest. “I don’t want to rest,” she murmured, claiming his lips once again.
“Are you up for this? Be sure, because there will be no stopping this time.” The words escaped him with a harsh growl.
She closed her eyes, a bevy of emotions playing across her features. After what seemed like an eternity she met his glowing gaze. “I feel fine and I want you. I want to have sex with you.”
He turned her in his hold and relished when she wrapped her legs around his waist. He roughly ground his erection against her core. He glanced down and saw she wasn’t wearing panties, so fucking sexy. “The best sex of your life.” He grinned and dropped her onto the bed. With quick movements, he had her clothing in a pile on the floor.
He stared for long moments at her pale, creamy skin. She was breathtaking. He ran his fingers up her legs, skimming over her wet, needy core, eliciting moans that had his cock jerking in anticipation. Her breasts beckoned and he stopped to give them the attention they deserved. He rolled pert nipples between his thumb and forefinger then bent and sucked one into his mouth.
It was the easiest thing in the world to get lost in this female. As he licked and teased the most exquisite breasts he had ever seen, his hand traveled down the flat planes of her abdomen. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that she’d just been poisoned and he needed to be gentle. When her muscles quivered beneath his palm, it drove his control out the window. She was as desperate for him as he was for her.
He lifted his head and saw she had thrown her head back on the pillow. He dipped one finger into her slit and caressed her moist, feminine flesh. “So hot and wet, and, it’s all for me,” he whispered, licking
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