Free Bond Betrayed by Chandra Ryan

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    Her earlier protest changed to a low moan as he ran his tongue over her nipple. She was irresistible. He opened his mouth to her breast as his hands skimmed down her sides to her hips. She was lean—fit, but she had a woman’s hips. Lovely, flared, curvy hips.
    She went still for a moment as he grazed her nipple with his teeth, but then wrapped her hands around the base of his head to pull him tightly to her. “I’m not glass, Isaac.” She tugged on his hair in reprimand and he took the hint. Grabbing her hips, he pushed her back so she was sitting on the bed, her thighs spread in invitation for him. “Please.”
    He looked down at the tempting sight, the thick folds of her sex glistening with moisture, and licked his lips. To taste that heaven, to run his tongue over her until she squirmed, begged for release. He sank to his knees in front of her to do just that, but then he looked back up to her eyes.
    This wasn’t the first time his gaze had met hers, but this time it was different. Her eyes had always been beautiful but now, dancing with the light of desire, they were breathtaking. For a second, he was powerless to move. He could only stare into her gaze. And, for a moment, she seemed happy to allow him the pleasure. But then she stiffened and a flash of pure panic cooled the desire that had lit her eyes only a second ago. Everything had just changed, though he wasn’t sure why. And, as much as he wished to be wrong, he knew what was coming next.
    “Stop.” It was a mere whisper, but he felt it down to his soul. At her command, he forced even his breathing to freeze. Not in a desire to gain control—he was in control. But because he wanted to memorize her as she was. This was the last chance he’d ever have to see her in such a magnificent state of abandonment.
    “Always.” He backed away from her slowly and then, when the sight of her became painful, turned to retrieve her towel on the floor.
    “Isaac, it’s not what you think. I didn’t mean—”
    “It doesn’t matter what I think.” He turned to face her as he held out the towel for her and was stricken by the look of fear in her eyes. Anger killed what was left of his desire. But he had to fight to hide it from her. He was mad at himself, for whatever he’d done to scare her, not at her. “You don’t have to make excuses. I would never hurt you. And I would never try to coerce you into my bed.”
    “But it’s not—”
    She was interrupted, thankfully, by the beeping of his cell. Picking it up, he cursed at the text message that waited for him. So his mother had decided to inform the others. “The Council is meeting to discuss disciplinary action in three days. They’ll expect you to testify against me.”
    “Isaac…”
    He wrapped the towel around his waist. As flimsy as it was, he needed to cover himself and that was all he had. “Go back to your room. Get dressed. Izzy will be here with your stuff soon.”
    She frowned at the command, but he couldn’t care less at this point. In three days the world he’d spent a lifetime creating could very well start to come unraveled. They could pull his enforcer’s status, which would make getting Molly back more difficult. He had to stay focused. And not on the nearly naked woman hell-bent on driving him insane.
    Might as well throw climbing Mt. Everest on that list while I’m at it. It’d probably be easier.
    He growled at his own weakness as he grabbed some clothes out of the closet. Molly was counting on him and he was obsessing about a piece of ass like a horny teen. He had to be stronger. He had to be better if he had any chance of succeeding. Problem was, for the first time in his life, he didn’t want to be better.

Chapter Five
     
    Nikki woke up for the third day in Isaac’s bed with the same ache in the pit in her stomach. If she were being honest with herself, she’d concede it was his bed only in the sense that he’d bought it and it was currently in his house,