Page 16 of Harbored By My Mate
“I have a friend, Abe.He’s Roxie’s mate,” I explain, taking her hands in mine.“He used to work for the CIA and still has some contacts.With his skills, he was able to access some security cameras of the street behind the house Joe claimed was robbed.”
“Really?”
I nod.“It clearly shows Joe going into the place.He’s dressed in all black, looking sketchy.It showed him sneaking up to one of the windows and breaking in.”
Daisy leaps to her feet and wraps her arms around my neck.“We have to show that to the police.Then they can drop the charges.”
My hands go to her waist to steady her, and she surprises me by leaning in and pressing a kiss against my cheek.Her lips are warm and soft against my skin, and my whole body tightens as lust coils inside me.
Bite her!my bear orders.
Daisy drops back down to her feet, but I don’t release her.We stare at each other, both of us holding our breath.I wait, watching her to decipher how she’s feeling.
Slowly, Daisy leans closer, and my grip tightens on her hips as I wait to see what she’ll do next.Her lips are a breath away from mine, and it takes everything in me not to close the distance between us.I want to grab her, pin her beneath me on the couch, and lick every inch of her.I want to map out every single one of her curves with my hands, my lips, my tongue.
My bear nods in agreement, and my restraint breaks.
Slowly, Daisy leans in, closing the distance between us, her lips brushing mine in a soft, tentative kiss.It’s gentle, testing, like she’s waiting to see how I’ll react, giving me the chance to pull away.
I don’t.
I can’t.
The second her lips touch mine, something in me snaps and unravels.My hands tighten on her hips, pulling her closer until there’s no space left between us.
“Daisy…” I breathe against her mouth.
She kisses me again, a little firmer this time.
That’s it.
That’s all it takes.
I surge forward, taking control of the kiss, my mouth moving against hers with a hunger I can’t even begin to hide.She gasps softly, her fingers curling into my shirt, holding on like she needs me as much as I need her.
Mine!my bear roars inside me, wild and possessive.
I tilt my head, deepening the kiss, my lips parting against hers as I pull her flush against me.Her body fits perfectly against mine, soft curves pressing into hard lines, and I groan at the feel of her.
She melts into me completely, as if she were made to be right here.My hand slides up her back, tangling in her hair, holding her steady as I kiss her again and again, slower now but deeper, more intentional.I want to taste her, memorize her, lose myself in her.
She makes a soft little sound in the back of her throat, and it nearly undoes me.
“Knox…” she whispers, my name breaking between us.
I kiss her again instead of answering, swallowing the rest of her words as my other hand drifts along her side, gripping her hip tighter.I need her closer, closer, always closer.
Her arms slide up around my neck as she rises onto her toes, and she presses against me.I groan, my forehead falling against hers for a second as I try to get a grip.
“Careful,” I murmur, my voice rough.“You keep doing that, and I’m not going to stop.”
She doesn’t pull away, doesn’t even hesitate.Instead, she kisses me again, giving me my answer.
I lift her without thinking, my hands sliding under her thighs as I pick her up and settle her against me.She lets out a soft laugh that turns into a breathless sound when I walk us backward, my mouth never leaving hers.
I press her gently against the wall, caging her in with my body as I kiss her deeper, slower, letting myself feel every second of it.Her fingers tug at my hair, her breath coming faster now, matching mine.
The world narrows to just us.Nothing else matters.Not the past, not Joe, not her arrest warrant.Nothing but this moment.
