Free The Breed Next Door by Lora Leigh

complete male stubbornness that she had glimpsed over the months? He looked about as immovable as a boulder.
    "I need clothes. My laptop…"
    "You won't have time to wear clothes, or to work…" He advanced on her, his eyes lowering over the lust gleaming in his gaze. "You'll be lucky to have time to eat."
    Her stomach clenched at the growl in his voice as he reached out, taking the gown and robe from her before setting them back on the washer.
    "I want to take you in the bed this time." His fingers tangled in her hair as he dragged her head back, his head lowering as though for a kiss.
    As though she were that easy.
    She didn't care how hot she was or how much the arousal was becoming painful. She was not just going to bow down and accept whatever. She might not be a Breed with a clear appreciation of this Mating Heat stuff, but she still had a mind of her own.
    Before he could stop her, she twisted away from him, moving through the doorway and stalking through the kitchen to the foyer. She wasn't going to attempt the back door. But she might have a chance of getting to her own house before he stopped her through the front yard. Icy rain and all.
    "Lyra. Where the hell do you think you're going?"
    He moved ahead of her before she could reach the door, staring back at her broodingly as she restrained the urge to kick him.
    "To my own house," she reminded him. "Remember?
    Clothes? Laptop?"
    "No." The rough growl sent shivers up her spine and spasms attacking her vagina. Damn him. A man should never have a voice so inherently sexy.
    "Tarek, you are under the impression this Mating Heat of yours somehow gives you rights you do not have." She pointed her finger into his chest, pushing back at the stubborn male muscle that wouldn't budge an inch.
    Savage intensity tightened his expression, giving him a dangerous, predatory look.
    "You are my mate. It's my place to protect you." He fairly snarled the words, lifting his lip to display those wickedly white incisors.
    "It's daylight, Tarek," she pointed out as though speaking to a young child. Sometimes, men responded to nothing else. "I'm safe, sweetheart. I'm just gonna walk across the lawn."
    "You will not." He stepped toward her.
    And of course, she retreated.
    The look on his face assured her that he was done ignoring her arousal and now ready to do something about it. Of course, the erection straining beneath the loose fit of his sweatpants pretty much assured her of that on its own.
    "Tarek, these strongman tactics are going to piss me off,"
    she bit out, irritation surging through her. "I don't like it."
    "So?" His lips tilting in a mocking smile. "Tell me, mate, how will you stop it?"
    Cool male confidence marked his features.
    "I'm really going to hurt you," she muttered, frustration surging through her because she knew there wasn't really a damned thing she could do.
    She could call her brothers.
    But that wouldn't really be fair. Would it?
    No, she decided, this one she had to handle on her own.
    She backed up again as he moved closer, her eyes narrowing on him.
    "I am not ready to have sex with you yet," she stated imperiously as she tried to escape into the living room.
    He smiled. A wicked, sensual smile that had her pussy weeping. Damn him.
    "Aren't you?" He stalked her through the large room, her gaze moving around the heavy furniture, taking in the clean masculine lines and nearly clinical sterility of the room. There wasn't even a picture.
    "No. I'm not."
    Oh but she was. it was beating through her veins and pounding in her chest. Her breasts were tight with the need for it, her pussy clenching in hunger.
    He stopped as she edged around the heavy cherry wood coffee table, watching him warily.
    "You make me want to smile," he whispered then, his eyes filled with warmth, with longing. "Even as stubborn as you can be, you make me want to smile."
    Her heart melted. Now, dammit, how was she supposed to stand her ground when he said things like that?
    "Now is not the time