Waking up in some strange man’s bed was never big girl Kira Ardan’s goal for the day. Neither was waking up naked. Wait, naked?
Someone had a lot of explaining to do and soon.
Luke Lyen is at the height of his need. He wants a mate and he wants her now.
Finding the woman meant to be his brings out the lust he’s been fighting for days. If only she weren’t so stubborn, he might be able to get her to understand she is his. Then they could move on with dirty, freaky loving.
The big lion is doing things with his tongue that makes Kira’s brain cells melt. It will take more than a little danger to get this curvy woman to let go of her firm beliefs. She’s not interested in being anyone’s MINE, but maybe he can convince her to be HIS.
“Are all your exes psychotic?” She raised her brows, folding her arms on her chest. “Was she crazy before or after you got with her?” She leaned back on the island getting a better view of his face. Lord, the man was fucking gorgeous. Not in the clean cut sort of way. He had the whole fuck rough, dirty, and make you sweat thing going. A deep scar was etched down his cheek into his day’s old beard growth. She licked her lips and glanced down his massive frame. “Sex can make women insane.” Luke raked his gaze down her body with an amount of possession she’d never seen in any man’s eyes. “You found clothes.”
She glanced down at herself. Fuck. She was naked under the thin shirt. Her nipples decided to make themselves known by hardening into small points. Good thing she had her arms crossed. She jerked her gaze up to his face. She wouldn’t be swayed by dark and sexy looks. No way. She was pissed. “You stripped me?” He nodded, turning away from her to march out of the kitchen into the living area. “Excuse me!” She ground her teeth. “Did it ever occur to you that it was wrong to get someone you don’t know, who was passed out, naked?” He stopped and faced her so fast, she limped back. “No. All I thought was the fact you were hurt,” he stated, an angry bite in his voice. “I could have left you out there to die. Instead, I brought you here and ensured you were warm and I wrapped your ankle.” He glanced down at her foot. “You shouldn’t be walking around.” “I need my phone.” He leaned forward, bringing his eyes level with hers. “Use mine.” She swayed on her one foot. He grabbed her by the arms and lifted her in his arms. “Put me down. I can walk,” she said while curling her arms around his neck. Goodness. This close up he was killing her brain cells. “I don’t need a barbarian lugging me around like I’m a sack of potatoes.” He stopped and glanced at her lips. The look he gave her was so hot, warmth caressed her face from his gaze. “I’ve never met a female who compared herself to a sack of potatoes,” he said, hugging her body tighter to his. “You’re much softer than them. And,” he sniffed, a soft growl sounding from his lips, “you smell much better, too.”
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