Primal Pleasure by Sydney Somers

Author:Sydney Somers
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2010-08-24T07:00:00+00:00

Emma wasn’t sure if she’d pushed him against the wall to get him farther away from the arrow or so she could lean into him completely.

The longer she stood there, losing her mind to a kiss that started out as a means of distracting him, the more she suspected it was the latter. She would have given anything for another minute of feeling his lips slide across hers, drugging her in slow, possessive degrees.

She vaguely registered the chime of a bell as the elevator doors opened, and she tried to ease back. He curved his palm around her nape, keeping her right where she was. Objecting would mean pulling away and pretending she wanted to stop, and they’d barely gotten started.

Though one more hot stroke of his tongue and she might be done. Right there. In front of the men who’d gone speechless around them, she could collapse in a quivering pile of sheer want.

“Em,” he whispered against her lips, and the equilibrium keeping her on her feet was shot all to hell.

“Really, Emma? A cat?” Dillon scoffed in disgust, then spun around, smashing his fist into the closest guard’s face.

Cian jerked her to the side, knocking one guard off-balance while he nailed the one directly behind her in the jaw.

Something hit the floor. The crossbow. With little room to maneuver, the last guard still standing could only try pushing her out of the way to reach Cian. Light flared between them and he howled, cupping his crotch.

“Go,” Dillon yelled, gripping the guard’s head and yanking it down to meet his knee. He shoved Emma out of the elevator, then delivered a solid kick to the third guy’s stomach and hit the panel.

Catching Cian’s hand, she pulled him into the hall as the doors scrolled closed, leaving them in the penthouse’s marble foyer. Off to the immediate right was a lounge area and beyond that an elaborate dining room. Everything was painted in caramel and deep chocolate browns, the furniture leather and solid looking.

She’d bet Dillon’s brother was a bachelor.

“We need to find the stairs.” They would have to be close to the elevator, wouldn’t they?

Cian left her side, venturing deeper into the penthouse.

“Hey,” she hissed.

A door on the right swung open and she instantly recognized Mr. Crossbow. Cian, having the element of surprise, caught the guy around the neck and tossed him—head first—into the door. Bones crunched on impact.

She didn’t get the chance to see if the guy was still conscious. Cian slammed the door shut, then grabbed her hand, keeping her close as he led her down a hall on the left.

“Looking for a closet to hide in?” she quipped.

“Well, I was thinking about finding a bed to crawl under, but I like your idea better.” He stopped. “Do you hear that?”

A thump echoed from farther down the hall. Cian headed in the same direction.

“You won’t be able to track my sister if we get caught.” Judging by the murderous look he shot her, he didn’t appreciate the reminder.

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