“If we get out of this alive, I’ll spend time with you.”
“Ransom, we’re partners in this quest, but I’m not the right person for you to hang out with.I have goals and aspirations, and marriage to an alpha male is not one of them.You’re a leader and need a woman who can stand at your side.I’m not that woman.”
Her gaze never faltered from his as she uttered these words.She meant them.
“So you’re using me.”Ransom swallowed, unaccountably injured by her words.
“Men do it all the time.”
He started to refute her claim, then snapped his teeth together.Now wasn’t the time to argue.Now wasn’t the time for hot and hasty words.Angry words.Any words.Now was for play, for life-balance.Maybe he just needed one of Scarlett’s plans.
“Come closer,” he whispered.“Let me feel your body against mine.”
Now was the time for seduction.
Scarlett half expected an argument.Instead, she got Ransom in full seduction mode.He draped his arms around her while taking care not to jostle her arm.After a quick kiss on the tip of her nose, he settled in for a more intimate one.This kiss was thorough with the use of tongue and teeth and mouth, and it left her breathless.She clung and wallowed in the sensations—the nips, the caresses, the prickling in her breasts and lower.
He nibbled a quick path down her neck, his tongue stroking over the spot where her neck curved into the shoulder.Her feline sent a contented purr through her mind and pushed her canines into prominence.They slid through her gums, every instinct enticing her to use them on Ransom.
With difficulty, she forced back her cat, and she wriggled.
“Ticklish,” she said in a patent untruth.
His attention to the mating site—the place where every male feline bit and marked his mate, and if she was a feline, she marked him in return—had her mind betraying her, conjuring a future she wanted no part of.
To her relief, he moved his attention to her breasts, and she relaxed to enjoy every tug, every pinch, every tender kiss.
About to protest because she neither wanted nor needed this slow build-up, he slipped a hand between her thighs.To highlight her preference for faster, she lifted her hips into his touch and groaned as his fingers grazed the perfect spot.
“Ransom.”She imbued the word with every emotion that simmered through her.Lust.Enjoyment.Eagerness.Impatience.She needed him inside her now.
“Are you protected against pregnancy?”
“Yes.”Oops.Maybe.Her follow-up shot had been due when she returned to the resort.She counted the days and relaxed.It’d be fine.
His finger slid across her flesh and teased her clit.
“Ransom!”
“Shush.”
He made sure she didn’t repeat her protest by kissing her.And, to her relief, he rose over her and parted her legs farther apart to give himself access.The tip of his cock dragged across her clit, abrasive and unusual.Must be those teeny scales.So good.She shuddered at the starburst of pleasure.With an expertise that made her blink, he positioned his shaft and pushed inside her.Instead of driving deep, he teased her.He thrust a little deeper before withdrawing until he was just inside her.His lips nibbled down her neck again, and his tongue strummed over the mating site.
Ransom took his time to seat himself, and she was panting with need by the time he’d worked himself balls-deep.
“You’re ready now,” he whispered against her ear.
“You think?”
He laughed but stroked into her faster.He changed the angle a fraction, so the invade and retreat of his cock strummed her clit.
Ah, experience.This dragon-man knew what he was doing.Scarlet clung to him, arching her hips and encouraging him to drive deep.So perfect.
A prickly pleasure shimmered from where they joined, each stroke from Ransom driving her a little higher but not enough.
“More,” she grumbled, trying to arch higher and rub the perfect spot.“More, dammit.”
Ransom laughed but slid his hand between their bodies to give her what she demanded.From his first delicate stroke, every lady part stood to attention.His second stroke teased, but his third, in combination with the steady thrust of his cock, pushed her over the edge.
