Page 70 of Lost Girl

Lust.

Taking a single step closer, his hands fall to my hips, fingers clenching the soft material of my dress. "Like what?"

"Oh no,” I shake my head, “we're not playing this game again."

A dark, sensuous chuckle vibrates against my back. "But I like this game."

Of course he does."Why?"

"Because."

“Because what?”

"No particular reason.” The tip of his nose runs up my neck. “But I will say, the way your cheeks heat intrigues me more than it should."

And the way you do that to my neck makes me want to do things I shouldn’t."Are you a smooth talker with all women or just me?" The question makes it way into existence on a breath.

Again Tavi chuckles, pressing himself closer. "Just you, little wolf. Just.You."

The way he says it…It’sallin the way he says it. There’s an underlying possessiveness to it, primitive and unapologetic.

"I don't know if I believe that." I’m lying right through my teeth. I believe it with every fiber of my being, but I want to see how he’ll react.

What he’ll say.

With every day that passes, Tavi pushes bounds a little more, chipping away at my resolution, and I’m at the point where I keep wonderingwhyI’m so adamant about resisting him in the first place.

It’s clear he wants me, andGoddo I want him.

His large paw of a hand ghosts up my stomach, ensuring we’re flush to one another, warm lips parting against the shell of my ear. "Well, you should, because it's the truth. There's no one I want right now more than—”

Howls resound somewhere behind us, slicing right through the moment like chilling shards of ice. They aren’t near, but judging by the way Tavi goes into high alert, I know they’re howls of distress.

“Fuck,” he hisses, burying his nose in my hair. “They need me.”

I won’t lie—I feel like I’ve been dropped on my arse. All the air I’d been withholding during our exchange comes whooshing out of me like a balloon. “I figured.”

That sense of disappointment is either obvious in my tone or the way I deflate, because in a single blink I’m spun around, my face caught in his hands. “We’ll come back, I promise.”

“Don’t worry about me.” I try laughing it off, clutching the front of his navy t-shirt. “They need you.”

“Yeah, at the worst time possible,” he huffs.

“Duty calls, right? I’ll still be here when you get back.”

Tavi’s face brightens, an appeased smile quirking the very corners of his mouth. “I don’t give a fuck what’s going down. I’m making this quick. Wait up for me?”

“I’ll try,” I vow, lighting nothing but pure mischief in his eyes.

“Try isn’t good enough, little wolf.You better.”

And I did try, I swear it. Tried busying myself with anything I could find. But half hour quickly melded into an hour and a half, and before I knew it my eyes refused to stay open.

I don’t even think my head had fully hit the pillow before I was out.

Cold.

Lured by darkness I thought I’d been absolved from.

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