Broken Promises (The Brianna Lane Series) by Belinda Boring

my mind, I knew we were surrounded by danger but the performance needed to be convincing. My hands pulled his shirt free and I moaned as my fingers connected with his skin. He was hot, a feverish heat pulsating under my touch and as I dragged my nails up over his back, Quinn rocked against me with his hardened body.
    A chuckle pushed its way into the passionate storm we’d created, and it reminded me why we were there—how easy it was to become distracted. I broke the connection and moved my lips across his jaw, kissing and nipping along the way. I gently tugged on his ear with my teeth, allowing my tongue to lick along the edge. Quinn ground his body into mine again, and I almost lost my mind.
    “Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. We can’t lose control.” It pained me to mention it because I was ready to throw caution to the wind and give in to desire. Taking a deep breath, I sighed when he lifted me up, my legs instinctively wrapping themselves around his waist.
    “This isn’t helping at all,” I whimpered as he began nuzzling into my neck.
    “This has to be believable.” He murmured softly. “But I agree. I think if we act like this is a turn on, maybe we won’t stick out as much. They’ll consider us like the others.”
    I couldn’t help but snort. “And you think us practically having sex up against a wall doesn’t make us stand out?”
    “No, I figure they’re more interested in the violence because neither of them has even looked this way.” He chuckled into my ear, the vibration tickling. I arched my back, lifting my hips a little higher and the friction of the movement wasn’t lost on either of us. We were riding a very thin line.
    “If that’s the case then why did you choose this?”
    “Because it’s fun.” He shrugged. “I had all this pressure built up and you wanted us closer. I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone. Now quit talking and let me get back to what I was enjoying.” He took his tongue and licked my skin in a circular motion. He paused and with a growl from the back of his throat, he moved back up to my ear. “Bri, you need to hurry up and get whatever information you’re looking for. I thought I could do this, but all it does is make me want you. I need to get you somewhere safe, not add fuel to my libido.”
    He trembled with restraint so I returned my attention to the discussion between the two men and less on the shoots of pleasure coursing through my body.
    “Everything looks like it’s going according to plan, General. The humans have no idea they’re being influenced.” The man speaking had his back to me so I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear how pleased he was.
    “Stupid vermin, so pathetically weak. It didn’t take long for the charm to work and watch how fast they’ve turned on each other. It’ll save us the task of personally exterminating them ourselves.” The man replied, disgusted. His look of pure malice had me inching closer to Quinn.
    “Are you hearing this? He called us vermin. Why would he call us that?” I started to release him, wanting to get as far away as possible. Quinn used his body to stop me, quietly shushing.
    “Wait a few more minutes, Bri. Did you hear him talk about a charm? He said it’s the reason why everyone’s gone crazy. We have to keep listening so we know how to stop it.”
    “I’ve changed my mind. I want to go home. We’re not the only ones here who can get this information,” I answered, fear stirring.
    “We’re the only ones close enough, though.” I didn’t need to glance around to see we were alone and I nodded. I knew he was right, but I couldn’t deny what I’d heard made my stomach hurt. “Then we better keep up with the pretense.”
    I grabbed his face, pulling it to mine and kissed him. This time though, there wasn’t the same level of intensity—what we heard acting like a cold shower on our libido.
    “How much longer do you think it will be before the charm takes full effect,