Enchanting the Alpha (Hex My Heart, #4) by Talina Perkins Page B

again, but from the heart.
    “I don’t know if I’m strong enough to let my heart love again. What if...”
    “What if I leave you? Die? Get kidnapped by rogue dragons and flown halfway around the world from you to serve at their leisure? That last one is unlikely, but...” She gave a shrug and cocked her brow as if she might consider the option.
    Anger flashed in his eyes and his arms tightened round her.
    So that got to him.
    “If you don’t claim me, I’m afraid some dragon-man might swoop in and take me instead.” She rose to her tiptoes and gave a small peck on his cheek then slowly backed away. “You wouldn’t want that, would you?” She took another step back and he turned, shadowing her moves until the bed hit the back of her legs.
    “Say that again, witch.” Caught between the softness of her bed and the rock hard man at her front, she said the only thing that came to mind. “That I had my eye on Mr. Violet Eyes. Obsidian, he said his name was, right? Did you see the way... and his hands, the way he held...” She wiggled her brows.
    A scream left her lips and she couldn’t hold back the laughter as he picked her up and tossed her on the mass of pillows covering the bed. Firm yet gentle hands parted her thighs and she had him right where she wanted him, between her thighs and close to her heart.
    He lowered his head, his lips a whisper away from hers.
    “You wicked temptress. Evil down to the core.” He worked his hands beneath her bottom and scooted her up until her back rested against the thick pillows positioned at the top of the bed. Something soft wrapped around her wrists a split second before the small sound of metal grating against metal fell to her ears.
    She gave a small tug to her hands. “Caden Roarke, you trickster.”
    “I guess we all have a bit of evil in us. “He tossed a wink at her and she couldn’t hold back from smiling. “And what were you saying about the lizard boy again?” Mischief sparkled in the depth of his eyes, and her heart swelled.
    He held up a bottle and she immediately recognized what he snagged from the shelf on their way in here.
    “Don’t you love the taste of wild berries and cinnamon?” Oh, the devious wolf had a plan all right. He was hungry and she was the main course. Handcuffed, naked and ready for the beast to enjoy a full moon snack.
    Heat rushed her system and colored her cheeks. Breathing hard, she parted her lips and let out a small whimper. Now that he had her restrained, the idea of not touching him didn’t sit too well. The way every shaft of light caressed him made her jealous. Her fingers itched to touch him too.
    He stroked the pad of his thumb over her sensitive buds that pulled a gasp of delight from her. “Don’t play with me, wolf. You want this?” She bowed her body until his hands clasped around her firmly. “If so, don’t tease. That would be cruel.”
    “I’d never want to hurt you, Harmony, especially like that. Trust me?”
    All humor set aside, he looked to her for the answer she knew would either build him up or tear them apart.
    “With my life.” Peacefulness relaxed his body and extended to include her. Realization dawned. The strength of her words held more power for him than any of her supernatural abilities.
    The smell of wild berries hit her senses. Warm silk drizzled over first one breast, then the other, his cock bobbing next to her lips. She angled her head to the side.
    “You’ll get what you want. Be patient.” Kneeling over her, he cupped her breasts, working the oil over every part of them in a slow sensual glide. In a strained voice he said, “I love how your body responds to me. The fire you have inside calls to my wolf and makes me howl to have you near.” He increased the friction, letting the weight of her breasts pull her nipples from his fingers with a tight pinch. She withered beneath his hands. Power surged in the depths of her core and she could barely breathe for the onslaught of pure