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The scent of her feminine flesh tore past his veil of control and left him helpless against the hunger clouding his brain.
Easing his body back, forcing his hips from the soft flesh of her pussy, he pulled the panties from her legs before dropping them to the floor. He hooked his arm beneath her back and eased her upward into his embrace.
“You shouldn’t have come here.” The groan surprised him, the words tearing unbidden from him.
Loosening the snap of the bra at her back, he eased the straps down her arms before dropping it, forgotten, to the floor as well.
“This is why you want me to leave,” she accused him, staring back at him with hurt, emerald eyes.
God yes, this was exactly why he wanted her to leave. Because he couldn’t keep his damned hands off her.
“Fucking dangerous,” he groaned, lowering his lips to her shoulder and licking the fragrant flesh there.
Damn, she tasted good. So fucking good.
It was all he could do to keep from raking his teeth across that tender flesh, from marking it, staking his claim in a way no man or Breed could mistake.
Licking, kissing his way down as he laid her back along the desk, Devil came to the firm, rising mounds of her breasts, to the ripe, pebble-hard tips of her nipples.
He couldn’t resist them.
He didn’t want to resist them.
And he was within a second of tasting them—
“Hey, Devil, you in there?”
* * *
Katie froze.
Her eyes flew open, her gaze meeting Devil’s as horror began to wash over her.
What was she doing?
“Just a minute, Graeme,” he called back, his body taut, tight with lust as he seemed poised on an edge of control and teetering her way.
“This is important, Dev,” the faceless Graeme called back. “One of the mares is acting freaky and there’s some dude out here asking about some Irish girl. Have you seen an Irish girl?” Just enough mockery filled his voice to assure them that Graeme had denied knowledge of her but was concerned.
Who the hell was Graeme?
Devil jerked away from her as though it had taken the last measure of strength he had. And in the next breath he was lifting her from the desk.
“Get dressed,” he ordered, his voice low. “Get to your room. Don’t let anyone outside the house see you and don’t make any calls until I find you.”
Katie nodded, though she doubted he saw her as he quickly straightened his clothes before striding to the door.
Jerking it open, Devil stepped into the hall, opening the door no farther than necessary as she quickly dressed. Seconds later, Katie slipped out as well and raced to the guest room she’d been given.
Stepping inside, she could see that the curtains had been drawn, blocking so much as a hint of the late afternoon sun or anyone brave enough, or lucky enough, to get a view.
Closing the door behind her, Katie curled into the large wingback chair next to the door, wrapped her arms across her breasts and stared into the darkness of the room.
Would this be her life from now on? Running? Hiding? Always searching for safety and never being certain it existed?
She couldn’t imagine such a life for herself. Because that life would mean leaving the Reever ranch and leaving the Breed whose eyes seemed to stare straight to her soul and whose touch could make her forget everything but her need for him.
She’d never known a connection to another person as she felt with this Breed. She had never wanted to be with another person, not just sexually, but just near him, as she did with Devil.
