Claudy Conn [Legend 02] Shee Willow (pdf)

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waiting for me to leave? The notion fired up my grump into downright irritable
speculation. I had come back for my wallet, which I had left behind on my dresser table.
It was still there untouched. In fact, nothing was touched. She had come in and simply
moved about the room. What was she looking for? Why had Willow Lang come to my
room?
I made my way downstairs and to the kitchen and saw at once that Willow had made a
pot of coffee. I poured myself a cup, leaned up against the counter to sip it, and awaited
her return. All other plans, I decided, could be put aside.
* * *
As soon as I entered the kitchen I saw him. He filled the room with his size, with his
aura, with the electricity that emanated from the power of his presence. He was dressed in
black, a black T-shirt and black jeans, and I thought of a black panther on the stalk. He
looked dangerous & and deadly. A soft voice whispered in my head that panthers mate
for life. What was I stupid, thinking such a thing at such a moment?
He sipped coffee slowly, and then he put the cup down. He wasn t smiling when he
said, Good morning, Miss Lang.
I managed a half smile. He knew. He knew I had been in his room. How did he know?
Because, dimwit, my inner voice shouted, he s a Druid priest with Dark Magic. Holy shit,
what do I do?
Good morning, I answered. Keep it cool, keep it aloof. You were insulted last night.
Stay that way.
Have you had a pleasant walk?
Yes & lovely, thank you. Doing the curt thing.
And a tour of my bedroom was that pleasant as well? He was already across the
few feet that separated us, and he had my arms in his harsh grip.
I frowned up at him and said, Let go of me.
What, Miss Lang, were you doing in my room?
I knocked, and when there was no answer, I opened the door & I wanted to let you
know that I was willing to forget about last night. Then I saw your room it was so
appealing that I just came in and did what you said I took a little tour. I am so sorry, I
did not mean to intrude on your privacy. Curiosity got the better of me & and at this
point, I understand if you would like to terminate my contract and find someone else to
finish the job.
He frowned darkly, and I could see his mind working fast. Half of him believed that it
was just the female in me that had come in to look around. After all, nothing had been
disturbed. He did not know I was a Fae. He had no reason to think me a thief, and he had
no reason to think I knew anything about magic of any kind whatsoever. Still, I saw that
he didn t quite believe me. He was a Druid priest, and all his senses were on the alert.
He knew he hadn t received the whole truth. I saw it all in his deep, dark green eyes
and the stance of his body. He meant to get to the bottom of his suspicions and had quite
made up his mind that I was not going anywhere.
Were you looking for something for your collector boyfriend Miss Lang? Was that
it?
He had me up against his body. His lips were at my ear. His hot breath tingled through
me in a way that sent fluttery but not unpleasant shivers darting up and down my spine. I,
however, went rigid in his hold.
Suddenly I felt my knees become unsteady. What was happening to me? What was
happening to him? He was morphing into the predator he was, into the predator that was
always just hidden behind the surface. He growled at me. I asked you a question,
Willow Lang. Were you looking for something your collector boyfriend, Breslyn,
wants?
His question startled me. What did he know? Like what? I returned a question for a
question. I bit my lip as soon as the words were out. This was sure to stir him further. I
was insane.
He didn t go ballistic like I thought he would. Instead, he continued to breathe near my
ear again in dulcet tones. I should have pulled away, or at least tried to pull away. I
didn t.
You tell me, Miss Lang & what does he believe I have? His tongue tickled a path
from my ear to my neck.
I don t know what you mean, and I don t have to stand here and take this. I ll just
pack and go. I made a feeble attempt to pull out of his grip.
You, my dear, are not going anywhere & he whispered, and now his mouth was on
mine. All bets were off. All rules had gone by the wayside. He had decided that I was
working for Breslyn and was therefore a thief and fair game!
I was absolutely caught off guard. This was totally unexpected, and my body betrayed
my good senses. I felt blood burn inside my veins. I felt an aching need between my
thighs burst into full-blown lust. I had been holding back for so long. The woman in me
wanted out, wanted to explore, wanted more of this, and wanted him to be the one to give
it to me.
He was pulling off my scarf; it fell to the floor, and my jacket went the same way. His
large, capable hand went under my sweater and pulled the cups of my bra away and left
them under my breasts. He fondled my breast as his tongue ravaged my own, and then his [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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