Precarious Possessions (Maxwell Investigations) by Dawn Ibanez

she thought it would. She wanted to savor the sensations but when
his continued growl reached her ears, she tangled her fingers in his shirt. “My
bodyguard,” she confessed.
    Her arousal was a siren’s song to his senses. His hand slid
up her thigh as he brushed his lips across the mark he left on her collar.
“You’re mine,” he growled into her ear.
    A soft growl escaped her as she again tried to push him
away. Her resistance to his claim was weakening, but she couldn’t completely
submit to him. At least not yet. “I’m no one’s,” she
countered. When he looked into her eyes it was like her heart stopped. “Troy,”
she whispered.
    His name was like a spell from her lips. He couldn’t stop
himself from claiming her mouth. The hand he had gripping her hair loosened and
slowly slid down her body. The addiction he once suffered to her mouth came
back full force as he wrapped her legs around his waist.
    Madison moaned as he moved against her. He dominated her
body like the Alpha he was. But she couldn’t just lay under him and take it.
She never had been the submissive type. And she would be damned if she was
going to start now.
    Troy gasped when he found himself flat on his back and
Madison perched on top of him. He gripped her ass as she moved away from his
mouth down his neck. He heard the distant sound of buttons and groaned as she
started her trek downward. The light scrape of her nails on his skin sent
shivers through his system.
    The woman on top of him wasn’t a wolf but Troy knew without
a doubt that she was his Mate. Her hands worked at the fly of his jeans as her
mouth moved across his chest. He quickly sat up and finished taking off his
shirt as well as hers. A soft moan escaped him as he looked at her clad in a
black lace bra. “I’m going to keep you,” he said seriously.
    Madison blinked as he removed her bra with a simply flick of
his wrist. She had to think. “No promises,” she said in a whisper. She had to
remember everyone left her eventually. It was now only a matter of time before
he realized what kind of a monster she was. And she couldn’t open herself up to
that kind of heartbreak. “Not tonight,” she added. She gasped when he jerked
his arms and her jeans ripped. “Troy!”
    He silenced her again with his kiss. He laid her back on the
pallet and finished stripping her out of her ruined jeans and lace thong. This
night would not end like the last time. He allowed her to hide from the
chemistry between them and she disappeared from his life for years. Tonight he
was going to claim his Mate, her fears be damned.
    Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Troy trailed
kisses from her knees to her core. A whimper escaped her as he gently parted
her lower lips and licked her. Before she realized what she was doing, Madison
grabbed a handful of his hair. “Don’t tease,” she ordered.
    Troy could only chuckle as he raised her hips level to his
mouth. “Can’t have you thinking,” he said before setting his mouth on her.
    Madison cried out. Troy went after her like a man on a
mission. In almost no time she was hurtling into ecstasy. Her voice cut a cry
across the night. She could only blink rapidly as his teeth scraped against her
inner thigh. “Troy,” she panted.
    He growled softly and pressed his fingers inside of her.
“Again,” he commanded. Ignoring her whimpers and protests, Troy went back to
manipulating her flesh. He wanted her ready for him. As it was, she was griping
his fingers in an almost painful vice. He stripped out of his jeans and turned
his attention to her breasts.
    Madison’s back arched in pleasure/pain. Troy had known since
that first night what it took to make her lose control of herself. She pulled
his attention away from her chest and took his mouth with her own.
    Troy tightened his hold on her body. “I’m going to keep
you,” he breathed again. He silenced any protest she may have had with a kiss
and pushed his way inside of her. He groaned