Two To Go: Bayou Heat (Pantera Security League Book 2)

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not,” she breathed in shock. “He has a mate and a small daughter.”
    “But you care about him,” he pressed.
    “He’s a friend. A mentor.” She lifted her head to brush her lips along the line of his tense jaw. “A member of the sort of family I mentioned before.”
    His eyes were pinned to hers, and he felt like his guts were twisting. And that thing under his chest, that vibrating thing was sending up shots of adrenaline and possessiveness.
    “Hey, dude,” she said, smiling up at him wickedly. “Where’s that trust you want from me?”
    On a soft growl, Max released her wrists, and spread her legs with his thigh. “Maybe we’d better talk about what we are, Ely.”
    Her eyes instantly softened and sparkled. “Oh, yes. Let’s do that. Let’s talk .”
    “I’m serious.”
    “I know you are.”
    He rose up and entered slowly, stretching her with each inch, before halting and holding himself there. “Who you belong to. Who I belong to.”
    The warm heat of her, the way her muscles closed around him and squeezed, his mind threatened to explode. But he forced the thing to remain clear. He wanted an answer from her, needed it.
    She reached for him, for his braid, which had fallen over one shoulder. Slowly, almost lovingly, she pulled off the band and released his hair. The long black strands fell forward and made a curtain around them.
    “Wow,” she breathed, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on tight. “You are something else, Max.” Her eyes lifted to meet his. “And make no mistake, you belong to me. Have from the second I walked into this place.”
    He growled at her.
    “Now, show me,” she said with a smile. “Prove it. Mark me. Not on the outside of my body like some in our world. But inside.” Her eyes flashed with the heat of her cat. “Deep.”
    Mind.
    Blown.
    Gone.
    Hers.
    And as the night outside grew darker still, he thrust into the female he was certain would rule his heart for eternity. Just as she’d commanded: deep, marking her well and good as he buried himself in every inch of her hot, creamy walls.

 
     
     
CHAPTER 8
     
     
    Elyon pulled her shirt over her head, then grabbed her boots. She’d taken a quick shower to wake her sex-addled brain, though she’d wanted to keep his scent on her for as long as possible. Maybe when they returned to the Wildlands, she’d shove him up against a wall again. Or hell, on the plane ride home. Those bathrooms were just the right size for one standing, one on their knees.
    She was desperate to taste him.
    That long, thick—
    Her phone vibrated on the low nightstand, cutting off her oh-so heavenly thoughts. After shoving her foot in her remaining boot, she reached for it.
     
    Thanks, E. 2 fists to my very pretty face & a bullet that grazed my ass.
     
    She rolled her eyes at Leo’s dramatics. Did you get them?
     
    Who or what do you think I am?
     
    Dangerous question, bro. Lab’s still not back w/the results.
     
    Ha ha. Fuck u.
     
    She laughed, feeling a strange, new sensation. Happiness? Satisfaction? Possibility? Whatever it was, she could figure it out later. Right now, they were so out of here, and yippee! she would get her sweaty plane time sooner than expected.
     
    Nice people, btw. Scared shitless.
     
    Not surprised. Been through hell.
     
    Ok. On our way to the meeting point. C U.
     
    “What’s going on?” Max moved to stand behind her, his massive arms loosely wrapping around her waist as he nuzzled her neck.
    Elyon went soft and warm in seconds. She pressed back against his chest, marveling at how easy it was to accept his strength, his possession. Only hours ago she would have kicked the ass of anyone stupid enough to try and hold her so intimately.
    “Your parents are safe.”
    She felt a tremor race through his body and turned to face him. He was a fearsome thing. A true warrior. Dark, dangerous, broad, and bad, his black hair loose around his shoulders. She knew just how he would be in the ring.

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