Doranna Durgin by Wild Thing

Author:Wild Thing
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Short Stories, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781408928158
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2010-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

Mark bounded to his feet, startling her into a few tripping steps backwardbut still graceful somehow, ever graceful. Listen, wild thing, he growled, and her eyes widened, this has nothing to do with Carter. Another step, and she was up against the arm of the couch, one hand lightly touching the wall. Hed cornered her, never smart

But Mark was done with smart.

Yes , he told her. Thats what he wants. But only because he seeshe thinksTayla, its about us . He said Ive been blind, and hes right. All this time, I never let myselfI mean, God, you were glorious. Didnt you ever know? I was just a guy who couldnt find his lion, and youyou were everything .

She narrowed her eyes at him. The knuckles of her hand were white against the wall. Right, she said. And didnt you hide it well.

I wasnt the only one! he said with a sudden explosive intensity.

She laughed, and it had that bitter soundif it werent for those white knuckles, hed never have guessed from her voice, her expression, even her posture, that shed been pressed back against the side of the couch. Her tall and leggy form, her speed and lithe strengthno match for the lion behind him. She knew it; she had to know it. She never blinked. Nice, she told him. Id hate to see what you bring for flowers. Thorns and poison ivy, maybe?

God, she was quick. And Mark couldnt get his act together, couldnt think. Couldnt get past the memory of her lips and her body and her responsiveness, not to do anything but take her arms and give her a wordless, frustrated little shake.

Right, she said again. The man-brain at work. You and Carter. Nice try, but it wasnt real. Now, leave me alone. She shook him offand her eyes widened when he didnt let go.

Not real? he repeated, and it came out as a growl. Not real ? He jerked her in close, pressing himself against her. No question about that, knees bumping, arms tangling, her breasts pressed against his chest; his erection trapped so firmly between them that he hitched a breath, struggled to retain himself. He watched her eyes go wide and stay there, pupils huge, lower lip suddenly trapped between her teeth. Tell me, he said, and barely managed thatstopping to clench his jaw, regain control. Is that real?

Her fingers dug into his back; she closed her eyes. Please, she whispered. Please. Dont make me sorry if I believe.

Believe, Mark said, panting tightly. Its about us .

The end of words, then. The beginning of the fumblingshirt over her head, bra gone in an instant, beautiful breasts in his hands. His shirt gone, too, flung across the room even as she ran fingers down his back, kneading musclepulling him in close enough to kiss and bite while they both quite suddenly worked at his belt. Her pants came down with a simple snap and tug; her underwear proved flimsier than hed expected, but neither of them cared, and her hair tumbled down to brush his skin.

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