Page 80 of Lost Girl

Precise.

Every move calculated, driving us toward the bigger picture:Getting me beneath him.And we’re there, he’s succeeded with flying colors, with his damn eyes closed. Tavi’s had me since the moment I saw him in that cell.His eyes,the way he looked in that tux, how he looked at me.

He was everything I didn’t know I needed.

“God, your lips are addicting. I can’t get enough,” he rasps, easing off me to pull his shirt over his head.

Nestled between my legs like this, that image is godly. And I get to have it?

Yes, please.

His shirt lands on the floor and then he’s back on me, inhaling his way up my neck. “You have no idea what seeing you like this does to me.”

“Oh but I do. It’s the same for me,” I admit.

Tavi grins into my lips, licking his way into another kiss. “Are you ready then? ‘Cause I’m about to eat you alive.”

God, he is. He’s ready to pounce and I’m loving the fact he’s not holding back right now.

I hit him with coy, heavy-lidded eyes. “When did you turn into the big, bad wolf?”

“I’m no saint, baby.” He laughs darkly, dragging a finger down my lips. “There’s bad in here.”

And I want all of it.

“This is the part where you lay right here and let me have my way with you,” he continues, dragging that finger down my chest.

“I can do that,” I breathe.

“Good.” That finger continues, trailing down my figure. “I want you to know that I’m not ripping this dress off you in the event my dad does show up. If that weren’t a factor, though, you’d be naked right about now.”

“I may have a solution.” It’s nothing more than a whisper, but he heard me, pulling back enough at the feel of my hands guiding down the neckline of my dress. My breasts spill over, nipples puckering beneath his stare.

His tongue lashes out, wetting his bottom lip, a reaction that entices me to continue, to pull up the hem of my dress, stare pointing downwards. “You can ripthoseoff. No one will ever know.”

“You arenaughty,” he purrs.

“This is nothing,” I snicker. “I’m so much naughtier if you can make me come.”

“If?” he laughs. “There is noifs,little wolf.You’re coming.”

“Prove it.”

And oh, what a bold dare that’ll prove to be.

Never challenge the Alpha.

Never.

I wasn’t ready.

He’s everywhere at once. His mouth on mine, hands kneading my tits, hips rolling between my legs, teasing me. He’s not there for long, either. In a flurry of movement, he’s slipping that finger in my mouth, teeth tugging one of my nipples.

Sealing my lips around the digit, I suck on it in attempt to teasehim.

But again, it’s not there for long. He pulls it free effortlessly and slides his hand beneath the thin fabric of my panties, smearing my saliva over my clit.

Lower, lower still, he’s right there, seconds away from breaching when he stills, peeking up at me with the most predatory expression I’ve ever seen.

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