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found nothing her gaze drifted back to Graelen and
continued its path across his flat and likely rock hard abs, barely disguised
under the thin cotton of his shirt. But what really caught her eyes were his
well-toned chest and arms. The urge to trace a path along the veins of his
forearms overwhelmed her. She'd always admired men with well-toned torsos and
ached to see what his would feel like under the pads of her fingertips. She
didn't think one touch would hurt anything. Who would know?
    She eased her hands towards his chest, hovering just above
his cloth-covered flesh. Just as she was about to land her palm on his body,
his hand snaked out and grasped her by the wrist, stopping her in mid motion.
    “I wouldn't do that if I were you,” he snarled. “I bite.”
    She jerked her arm, attempting to free it as her heart
stammered. Adrenalin and fear rushed through her veins from the shock of being
caught in the act. His quick reflexes and masculine grasp held her tight,
leaving her speechless and gasping for breath.
    “I'm—I'm sorry. I didn't know you were awake.”
    “Rena, you don't have to look at me like that. I wasn't
really planning to bite you. At least, not so you wouldn't like it.”
    She must have looked like a frightened deer caught in the
headlights. She turned her head and attempted to regain her composure. Nearly
every thought in head since she’d woken had been about him and sex. He had
every right to be pissed. His hand loosened and his thumb caressed the sensitive
skin of the inside of her wrist. Lust shot through her body in a direct line to
her sex, heating her blood.
    Rena's head spun when his lips replaced his fingers and
trailed hot kisses along her arm. Oh God, this wasn’t happening. She barely
knew this man, yet his touch scorched her soul. Even his controlled passion
beat at her emotional barriers. Her breasts tingled and the tightened tips
rubbed the cloth of her bra, inciting her nerve endings. She wanted nothing
more than to lose herself in his arms.
    “Rena, look at me.” She turned to meet his gaze, searching
those gorgeous jade eyes for guidance. “Do you still want to touch me?”
    She nodded. Boy, did she. Since the moment she'd first
looked into his eyes she'd had a hard time focusing on her job. Wrong or right,
she yearned to touch this man.
    “Do it.” He released her arm and lay back down on the bed,
resting his arms at his sides.
    She spied his enormous erection, barely contained inside his
trousers, and itched to touch it. But first she wanted to continue what she'd
started earlier. Her hand trembled as she reached for him, gently resting her
palm on the flat plane of his abs.
    Graelen sighed. “Mmm…”
    He raised his hand to her face and stroked down her cheek.
Unable to resist, she leaned into his hand, inhaling the scent of his skin.
Warm, masculine spice. Her heart leapt when he touched her lips with a soft,
gentle caress. She looked up to find him staring at her, bold need and desire
blazing in his eyes, startling her.
    Oh God, that look. It drew her like a magnet. He pushed
forward, bringing his lips so close. The warmth of his breath moved across her
skin, tickling her.
    “I'm going to kiss you now. Are you ready?” He didn't give
her a chance to answer, instead his lips pressed against her own, soft and
gentle. Where she had expected hard and urgent he took his time tracing his
tongue along the outline of her lips. The sensation sent a tremor through her
body as her fingers curled around his shirt, nails scraping through the fabric.
    On a barely whispered moan her lips parted and his tongue
slipped inside. With little thought to control or resistance, she kissed him
back with a hungry need that would not be denied.
    Leaving her mouth burning for more, he traveled down her
throat with gentle bites and scalding kisses, swirling his tongue against her
bare skin.
    She squeaked in surprise when fingers brushed against her
breast, sliding along the curved mounds before