Page 80 of Seduced By You

I had news for him. It was a big fucking problem.

Dash curled around my legs, purring. I crouched to pick him up, snuggling against his cute little face.

“You hungry?” I grabbed a pouch of his favorite food and squeezed it into a bowl, setting it and him on the floor. “Happy Christmas, puss.”

His tail swished as he ate. Gratitude? Unlikely. Cats didn’t have the gratitude gene. I left him to his breakfast and made a cup of tea. I ventured into the snug at the back of the lodge, putting my hand on the radiator as I passed. Warm. Good. The central heating would soon heat the lodge in the absence of a real fire. I did like the fire, but it was a ball-ache first thing in the morning.

Curling up on a squishy chair, I sipped my tea and drank in the view. Val d’Isère might be the most beautiful place on earth, and Kadon’s lodge made the most of the vista. The sun glinted off the rooftops and shone down into the valley. I wished I were a painter and could capture the scene on canvas. Maybe the local town had an art gallery and I could pick up a painting before we left.

“You should have woken me.” Kadon leaned over the chair and kissed me. “Merry Christmas, beautiful.” He ruffled his already tousled hair. Another couple of months and it’d be back to his preferred length. Squeezing into the small space beside me, he hoisted me onto his lap.

“Merry Christmas to you. What a view, huh?”

Peering into the gap in my robe, he nodded. “Yeah. Pretty damn fine.”

“You are so predictable.”

He buried his face in my cleavage. “That’s me set for the day.”

“You won’t want your gift, then?”

“Got the best gift ever right here.”

“If only I’d known. I could have saved myself the expense.”

He tugged down my camisole top, sucking my nipple into his mouth. Everything clenched. Stomach, toes, hands, thighs. I arched my back, groaning.

“All day,” he murmured. “You’re at my mercy all day. And I’m going to—”

Dash jumped in between us, a ball of black fur and smelling of fish from his breakfast. He shoved his backside in Kadon’s face and nuzzled mine. Talk about staking your claim.

“Christ, cat!”

Kadon tried to shove Dash away and received a deep scratch on his arm for his troubles. He growled—Kadon, not the cat—and rubbed at the angry mark.

“I swear, one of these days, I’ll… I’ll…”

“Realize he rules the house and accept your place at the bottom of the hierarchy.”

“I refuse to capitulate.”

Kadon scooped him up and plunked him on the floor. Dash side-eyed him, already plotting revenge. It would come, when Kadon least expected it. I should stock some popcorn for the occasion. A show not to be missed.

Swishing his tail several times—his version of flipping the bird—Dash sauntered out of the room.

“You’re in deep shit.”

Kadon snorted. “I can handle a cat.”

“We’ll see.”

He resumed nuzzling my boobs, his large hands firm on my hips. “Let’s go back to bed.” His tongue flicked my nipple. “I’ll make it worth your while. Promise.”

Divine pleasure uncoiled within me. I gripped the back of Kadon’s head, urging him on. His teeth against my sensitive flesh pulled a gasp from me.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He gathered me up and got to his feet, striding into the bedroom. Kicking the door closed, he set me on the bed and lay down beside me. “That’ll keep the little shit out.”

“Poor Dash.”

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