Page 73 of Candy & Her Saints


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I can’t help smiling as I roll my eyes. “Big words.”

“Big knot to back them up.”

“I can never tell when you’re joking.”

“Spend your heat with me, and you’ll find out for yourself.”

I bite my lip. “But you’re the Deputy Mayor of Haven.”

And Vito is going to be furious.

“Am I?” Thomas pats his chest. “Shocker. I hadn’t noticed.”

I run my hand down the snake on my dress. “And I’m a Snake.”

The Snake and the Saint.

Apart from sounding like an awesome romantasy book title, our two packs simply don’t mix.

“A snake?” Thomas cocks his head. “I think of you more as a baker with a trusty vibrator—”

I redden, slamming my hand across his mouth, forgetting — just for a moment — that this is Thomas St Clair.

Deputy Mayor of Haven.

An Alpha.

Not my brother or Lincoln, a Beta.

What the fuck am I doing?

To my shock, Thomas doesn’t growl or emit furious pheromones that would make me cower.

Instead, he steadily watches me, as if waiting for my next move.

He seems both excited and amused.

His breath is hot on my palm.

His eyes are bright.

Mesmerizing.

Is his scent getting stronger?

I want more.

I lean forward, sniffing along Thomas’ neck.

To my shock, he bares it, but there’s nothing submissive in the gesture. Instead, he’s giving me room to explore along his throat above the collar of his white shirt.

Am I getting hotter?

Finally, I remove my hand from his mouth. Then I lick across his scent gland, unable to resist.

I glance at Thomas’ crotch from underneath my lashes, seeing how hard he is in his pants.

“That’s it.” Thomas plays with my hair. “See? This’ll work. And if you hate me a little bit, well, a hate fuck can be the best type of sex. The chemistry will be mind-blowing between us.” He drops his voice; it’s still cold but now has a seductive drawl that’s making me melt. “Fast, rough, and primal. You can take out your frustrations and stresses on me.”

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