Chapter 8

His sweetheart squirmed subtly on the hard surface of the workbench, and her breath caught before her heart set to racing. That flurry of beats was like a song telling Rhye he was doing his fucking job right.

As sadistic as it might sound, he wanted her to ache for him the way he ached for her. It’d been far too long since he’d had the pleasure of touching her so intimately. Tasting her. Alpha Rhye wanted to see her face flush with desire, to see her writhe for him, to watch as she came again and again on his fingers, his tongue, his cock.

“Are you seducing me?” Livia asked more breathily than he believed she meant to.

“Is it working?” he growled.

Livia shifted closer, her chest nearly brushing his own. “It is, but…” She trailed off and looked toward the half-finished weapons lying in various states of progress around her workstation. “If I keep letting you distract me, I’ll never get these orders completed. I’ve got customers waiting, and I don’t get paid until I