Chapter 113

"Lily," he breathed, his stomach cramping as he tried to deny the furious instinct to take this woman to his bed and never let her go.

Her soft chuckle feathered over his chest, her fingers skimming down to tease at the waistband of his jeans. He looked at her sitting there content with her lust. He had a ton of paperwork he needed to be doing, but couldn't keep his mind on it, away from her long legs curled up under her, or his mind out of his crotch. His balls tightened every time he looked at her. Fuck, he thought, I should have stayed in prison.

"You’re showing your fangs, werewolf," she muttered.

His eyes snapped open as he reached out to grasp her shoulders, careful not to dig into her tender flesh.

"And you’re playing a perilous game, witch."

"Should I be afraid?"

"Yes," he growled, although he knew with perfect clarity that there was no genuine danger.

At least not to Lily. Her hand slid down his arm and tightened on his wrist. She moved hi