rumors about werejaguars' sexual appetites were true.
She tried to pull away, but his hands clamped over hers. The look in his eyes invited her to play. Yeah, she had no doubt the rumors were true.
The man was pure temptation. Sin in its finest form. Maybe that's what she needed. Unemotional, no strings attached sex.
He ran his knuckles over her cheek and she shivered. “Come on, it's for a good cause.”
She chewed her lip and looked into his dark eyes. The gold flecks seemed to glow and brighten with intensity. He was hot. There was no denying it. “I—”
“I think it's a great idea.” Jenna's voice carried across the room.
She had forgotten to turn the padlock, and now her sister was standing in her apartment with a mischievous look in her eyes that promised sibling meddling.
Jenna gave her a satisfied smile, and then looked at Austin. “She'll be ready by six.”
“I didn't say—”
Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. “Perfect. I'll pick you up then.”
He didn't wait for her to respond, just strode past her, winking at Jenna as he left.
What the bloody hell just happened?
Lora stared daggers at her sister, who responded with a cocky half grin. “Let's find you something to wear.”
That was not the intervention she had expected.
Chapter 8
Austin placed a hand on her bare lower back, guiding her through the Convention Center towards their designated table. Lora's blood warmed as his fingers brushed over her exposed flesh. Jenna had insisted she wear the black lace dress, but now Lora wondered if it showed too much skin.
“You look gorgeous,” Austin whispered, and leaned close so that his breath tickled her cheek.
She tugged at the sleeve covering her bandaged arm and smiled, ignoring the throbbing pain that pulsated where the coyote had bitten her.
They had arrived late and the room was already crowded. Most of those in attendance were human, but she had sensed a few Metamorphs the moment she arrived. People crowded around the open bar, men in tuxedos, women in gowns and jewels. Others roamed the tables that were set up to display the auction items.
The room was sweltering, and the smell of perfume and alcohol made her head spin. Austin handed her a glass of champagne and she took a small sip, but the taste made her stomach lurch. A wave of dizziness hit her, the room blurred, and she staggered.
“Are you feeling all right?” Austin cupped her chin in his palm. “You feel warm.”
She took a deep breath and the room came back into focus. “I'm fine.”
He leaned forward, his knuckles softly grazing her cheek. Dark eyes sparkled under the halogen lights, and his hot breath skittered across her lips. For a moment she thought he would kiss her. Instead, his nostrils flared and he tensed. He straightened and his gaze roamed the crowded room until they found their target. “Shit.”
Lora's stomach cramped as she followed his gaze. Shit, was right! Across the room, Chase sat, arms crossed, body rigid, and eyes locked directly on her. Even from a distance, his energy hummed and vibrated across her skin. The blonde agent who had been all over Chase a few days before sat beside him, a manicured hand suggestively trailing a spiral pattern down his arm.
“Sorry, Lora. I didn't realize he'd be here.” Austin's voice was tight. “We can leave if you want.”
And let Chase win? No.
She was done letting him control her life. She pushed past the disorienting feeling, steeled herself and shook her head. Shoulders back, head held high, she took Austin's arm and turned her back on Chase.
* * *
Chase barely stopped the growl that rumbled in his chest. He sensed her the moment she walked into the room. The short black dress clung to her body, accentuating the curves of her full breasts. Her long hair was pulled up, showing off the smooth line of her bare back and luscious ass. She was fucking gorgeous.
Pure animalistic lust rippled through him, along with a sense of ownership he had no right to
She tried to pull away, but his hands clamped over hers. The look in his eyes invited her to play. Yeah, she had no doubt the rumors were true.
The man was pure temptation. Sin in its finest form. Maybe that's what she needed. Unemotional, no strings attached sex.
He ran his knuckles over her cheek and she shivered. “Come on, it's for a good cause.”
She chewed her lip and looked into his dark eyes. The gold flecks seemed to glow and brighten with intensity. He was hot. There was no denying it. “I—”
“I think it's a great idea.” Jenna's voice carried across the room.
She had forgotten to turn the padlock, and now her sister was standing in her apartment with a mischievous look in her eyes that promised sibling meddling.
Jenna gave her a satisfied smile, and then looked at Austin. “She'll be ready by six.”
“I didn't say—”
Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. “Perfect. I'll pick you up then.”
He didn't wait for her to respond, just strode past her, winking at Jenna as he left.
What the bloody hell just happened?
Lora stared daggers at her sister, who responded with a cocky half grin. “Let's find you something to wear.”
That was not the intervention she had expected.
Chapter 8
Austin placed a hand on her bare lower back, guiding her through the Convention Center towards their designated table. Lora's blood warmed as his fingers brushed over her exposed flesh. Jenna had insisted she wear the black lace dress, but now Lora wondered if it showed too much skin.
“You look gorgeous,” Austin whispered, and leaned close so that his breath tickled her cheek.
She tugged at the sleeve covering her bandaged arm and smiled, ignoring the throbbing pain that pulsated where the coyote had bitten her.
They had arrived late and the room was already crowded. Most of those in attendance were human, but she had sensed a few Metamorphs the moment she arrived. People crowded around the open bar, men in tuxedos, women in gowns and jewels. Others roamed the tables that were set up to display the auction items.
The room was sweltering, and the smell of perfume and alcohol made her head spin. Austin handed her a glass of champagne and she took a small sip, but the taste made her stomach lurch. A wave of dizziness hit her, the room blurred, and she staggered.
“Are you feeling all right?” Austin cupped her chin in his palm. “You feel warm.”
She took a deep breath and the room came back into focus. “I'm fine.”
He leaned forward, his knuckles softly grazing her cheek. Dark eyes sparkled under the halogen lights, and his hot breath skittered across her lips. For a moment she thought he would kiss her. Instead, his nostrils flared and he tensed. He straightened and his gaze roamed the crowded room until they found their target. “Shit.”
Lora's stomach cramped as she followed his gaze. Shit, was right! Across the room, Chase sat, arms crossed, body rigid, and eyes locked directly on her. Even from a distance, his energy hummed and vibrated across her skin. The blonde agent who had been all over Chase a few days before sat beside him, a manicured hand suggestively trailing a spiral pattern down his arm.
“Sorry, Lora. I didn't realize he'd be here.” Austin's voice was tight. “We can leave if you want.”
And let Chase win? No.
She was done letting him control her life. She pushed past the disorienting feeling, steeled herself and shook her head. Shoulders back, head held high, she took Austin's arm and turned her back on Chase.
* * *
Chase barely stopped the growl that rumbled in his chest. He sensed her the moment she walked into the room. The short black dress clung to her body, accentuating the curves of her full breasts. Her long hair was pulled up, showing off the smooth line of her bare back and luscious ass. She was fucking gorgeous.
Pure animalistic lust rippled through him, along with a sense of ownership he had no right to
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