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Authors: Celia Kyle
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telling Hannah her mate finished his shower and would soon appear all steamy and damp and she could lick him dry with…
She was so in trouble. No way she could sleep beside the man when all she wanted to do was pounce on him like he was a cat toy. Lots of pouncing. Then a little riding. Then a little…
The bathroom door swung open, releasing the billowing steam it’d held captive. Ryland stepped into the bedroom, his hair still wet from his bath and skin… glistening with dampness that she still wanted to lick dry with her tongue.
“Be good,” he murmured, a teasing glint in his eyes.
Hannah sauntered toward him, hips rolling with each step, and she licked her lips. His eyes flared amber with her movement and she mentally grinned. He might push her away, but he still wanted her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Uh huh.” He so wasn’t buying it. At all. He wiped his bare chest with the towel once more, gathering the few remaining droplets of liquid. “Right.”
He slipped past her, staying out of reach while he moved through the house. She listened while he went to the small laundry room and dropped the towel. His heavy footsteps announced his return and then he stood in front of her once more, his carved body on display.
Had she mentioned the need to lick him from head to toe?
“C’mon, baby. Bed. Your family will be here early tomorrow and they expect to meet me and find us still unmated.”
Hannah huffed and spun, stomping toward the king-sized bed. Oh, the joy of having a sister with a big assed mate. They wouldn’t be crowded tonight. “I don’t know why you had to promise—“
A thick arm around her waist had her halting in her tracks and then a tug brought her back against his front. “You know why,” he murmured and nuzzled her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving him more space to explore. “I hate that you’re getting a hybrid mate. I can at least do things rig—“
With a snarl, she whirled to face him. “Don’t say that. Ever.” She bared her teeth to let him know she meant business. “You’re perfect. For me. For our future. For any cubs or pups we may have.” She didn’t give a damn which they ended up with as long as they had their father’s strength and her… Okay, she wasn’t sure about her positive qualities, but she definitely wanted kids who could persevere like him.
“There is no one better than you, Ryland Evans, and my family will feel the same.” She pressed her lips together, annoyance pumping through her body. “If you say different again, I’ll… do something horribad to you.”
His expression—serious and doubtful—slowly transformed to a sensual grin. One that had her heart rate picking up and pussy clenching. It was one of those panty-wetting grins that would make her need to change once more. If she didn’t know he wouldn’t follow through on the promise in that smile, she’d melt into a puddle at his feet.
But she did know, so all it did was annoy her.
“Quit it.” She gave him a narrow-eyed glare. “That’s not fair.”
He quirked his lips in a half-smile. That wasn’t fair either. “C’mon, baby. Let’s go to bed. Morning comes early.”
They’d just laid their heads down, night enclosing them and welcoming them with her dark embrace, when the first splinter of unease crept into her body. The tendril of worry and fear snaked through her blood, creeping along her veins until it filled her from head to toe. She had no explanation for the feeling, but it wouldn’t go away.
Hannah’s lioness reacted to the sudden tension, the continuous growl from her beast filling her mind. The sound rolled, shifting from growl to snarl and back again. Those threatening mumblings echoed around her, bringing her fully awake in an instant. Adrenaline slid into her, sending her heart racing while she sought the reason for her reaction.
She kept her body relaxed, but her beast remained ready, the animal lurking beneath
She was so in trouble. No way she could sleep beside the man when all she wanted to do was pounce on him like he was a cat toy. Lots of pouncing. Then a little riding. Then a little…
The bathroom door swung open, releasing the billowing steam it’d held captive. Ryland stepped into the bedroom, his hair still wet from his bath and skin… glistening with dampness that she still wanted to lick dry with her tongue.
“Be good,” he murmured, a teasing glint in his eyes.
Hannah sauntered toward him, hips rolling with each step, and she licked her lips. His eyes flared amber with her movement and she mentally grinned. He might push her away, but he still wanted her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Uh huh.” He so wasn’t buying it. At all. He wiped his bare chest with the towel once more, gathering the few remaining droplets of liquid. “Right.”
He slipped past her, staying out of reach while he moved through the house. She listened while he went to the small laundry room and dropped the towel. His heavy footsteps announced his return and then he stood in front of her once more, his carved body on display.
Had she mentioned the need to lick him from head to toe?
“C’mon, baby. Bed. Your family will be here early tomorrow and they expect to meet me and find us still unmated.”
Hannah huffed and spun, stomping toward the king-sized bed. Oh, the joy of having a sister with a big assed mate. They wouldn’t be crowded tonight. “I don’t know why you had to promise—“
A thick arm around her waist had her halting in her tracks and then a tug brought her back against his front. “You know why,” he murmured and nuzzled her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving him more space to explore. “I hate that you’re getting a hybrid mate. I can at least do things rig—“
With a snarl, she whirled to face him. “Don’t say that. Ever.” She bared her teeth to let him know she meant business. “You’re perfect. For me. For our future. For any cubs or pups we may have.” She didn’t give a damn which they ended up with as long as they had their father’s strength and her… Okay, she wasn’t sure about her positive qualities, but she definitely wanted kids who could persevere like him.
“There is no one better than you, Ryland Evans, and my family will feel the same.” She pressed her lips together, annoyance pumping through her body. “If you say different again, I’ll… do something horribad to you.”
His expression—serious and doubtful—slowly transformed to a sensual grin. One that had her heart rate picking up and pussy clenching. It was one of those panty-wetting grins that would make her need to change once more. If she didn’t know he wouldn’t follow through on the promise in that smile, she’d melt into a puddle at his feet.
But she did know, so all it did was annoy her.
“Quit it.” She gave him a narrow-eyed glare. “That’s not fair.”
He quirked his lips in a half-smile. That wasn’t fair either. “C’mon, baby. Let’s go to bed. Morning comes early.”
They’d just laid their heads down, night enclosing them and welcoming them with her dark embrace, when the first splinter of unease crept into her body. The tendril of worry and fear snaked through her blood, creeping along her veins until it filled her from head to toe. She had no explanation for the feeling, but it wouldn’t go away.
Hannah’s lioness reacted to the sudden tension, the continuous growl from her beast filling her mind. The sound rolled, shifting from growl to snarl and back again. Those threatening mumblings echoed around her, bringing her fully awake in an instant. Adrenaline slid into her, sending her heart racing while she sought the reason for her reaction.
She kept her body relaxed, but her beast remained ready, the animal lurking beneath
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