Page 61 of Stealthy as a Wolf

BURKE

It was all I could do not to strangle the infuriating chit!

My hands tightened around her throat when she glared up at me so defiantly, but the molten gold color of her eyes stilled my beast. And damn if the big cat didn’t just calmly lie down in front of her like she was some sort of fucking animal tamer.

My grip turned into a caress. I was unable to be near her and not touch. Her alabaster skin was like warm silk, and my cock hardened at the thought of her hands wrapping around my shaft.

I didn’t do romance and shit, leaving that to my brother, but now, I regretted it.

I wanted to woo her, longed for even the smallest scrap of her affection.

Make her see I was a worthy mate.

I wanted to be more than just her protector.

The backs of my fingers ran down her cheek, and regret pierced my heart that I wasn’t a better man. I fucking knew I wasn’t good enough, and desperation clawed at my insides at just the thought of her slipping away from me because of my ineptitude.

For the first time in my life, I wanted something more than my dreams of freedom. None of it meant anything without her at my side. I shot a desperate, panicked look at my brother. I ignored his asinine pantomimes from before as ridiculous, but now I cursed myself for not listening.

If anyone knew how to woo a woman, it was my brother.

He gave me a short nod of understanding, knowing what I was asking without words.

So when he pursed his lips and mimicked kissing her, I ignored the way my stomach felt like I stepped off the tallest building, and just leaned down and kissed her the way I’d been craving. Finding out that she didn’t have much experience had my cock swelling even further, until I thought I might come in my pants like a silly teenager.

My lips were demanding, and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, determined to steal every last taste of her in case she rejected me. I cupped her face, holding her to me, then speared my fingers into the silky strands of her hair. I poured my whole soul into the kiss, determined to give her everything of me.

It was sloppy.

Demanding.

Taking everything she had to give.

When her dainty hand landed on my bare chest, her touch burned. I tightened my grip on her hair, clutching her to my chest, not ready to let her go.

It was too soon.

I didn’t have time to show her how good it could be between us.

My chest tightened, and the backs of my eyes stung at the thought of losing her. It was like I’d held everything in my grasp, things I never thought to want for myself, and they were slipping away.

That was when I felt her hand skate up my chest, slide across my shoulder until her nails scratched along my neck, and then she pulled me closer.

My insides soared as my soul took flight, and my tiger roared in victory. I didn’t hesitate to pick her up and settle her on my lap, groaning when her glorious body settled against my cock.

Cum leaked from its tip as she wiggled to get closer, and I couldn’t hold back a growl of pleasure.

Mine!

And I would prove it to her every chance I got.

She wiggled in my lap, rubbing against me, and I fucking swore that I could feel her heat against my cock. It took all my restraint not just to strip her bare and stake my claim.

Only one thing stopped me—first, she needed to accept that she was mine.

I tightened my grip on her hair, then dragged her away, my cock throbbing when she groaned in protest and tried to lean closer and continue the kiss. Her lips were wet and swollen, her eyes dark with lust, while her hair looked like she’d just been thoroughly fucked.

She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

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