Dark Alpha's Command by Donna Grant

Author:Donna Grant [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942017875
Publisher: DL Grant, LLC
Published: 2022-09-05T18:30:00+00:00

Oh, yes, Rhona thought as she felt the ridges and valleys of Balladyn’s washboard stomach. She flattened her palms against his skin and heard his sharp intake of breath. A glance at him showed his struggle to remain still. She knew exactly how he felt since she had been in his shoes just moments earlier. It had been the purest form of torture, the most exquisite torment for him to remove her clothing item by item.

And she was going to repay it in kind.

The way he took such care in touching her, learning her, made her hunger for him grow with each second. If this was his foreplay, she couldn’t wait for what came next. Her attention returned to his stomach and the shirt that hid it.

Rhona slid her hands up, taking the tee with her as she did. With every inch of exposed skin, heat moved to the center of her body. In her haste to get the shirt off, Rhona ripped it. Then she was taking in his broad shoulders that tapered to trim hips. Every muscle was finely molded as if it had been individually worked to its optimum strength.

“Oh,” she whispered.

She tore her eyes from his chest to see the thick sinew of his shoulders and arms—arms that she had dreamed of holding her. Now that she could see him, she took advantage of being able to run her hands over him. She heard his shallow breathing and soft groans, but she couldn’t get enough of him.

Her hands hit the waistband of his jeans. She unbuttoned them before looking at Balladyn’s face. His eyes blazed with such fierce desire that her heart missed a beat as it answered the sight before her.

He moved off the bed, waiting for her to finish undressing him. Rhona scooted to the edge of the mattress and noticed that his boots were gone. She was thankful because she didn’t think she could have waited the time it would have taken to remove them. She eagerly returned to Balladyn’s jeans. After grasping the edge of the pull, she began to unzip his pants, exposing more skin beneath.

“Rhona,” he said tightly.

Did she torture them by continuing?

Or did she give in so they could both experience the pleasure that awaited?

With a growl, Balladyn used his magic to remove the last of his clothes as well as her panties. She took in his arousal that jutted upward. Rhona reached out to touch it when he grasped her hands and pulled them over her head as he pressed her onto her back. Her legs parted, waiting. Eager.

Hungry.

“Woman,” he ground out in a rough tone that made her sex clench in need.

Rhona gazed into his crimson eyes. “Don’t make us wait any longer.”

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