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I take his inventory, no longer afraid of the long canines poking from between his lips. Instead, I focus on his glossy mane-like hair, those shining, rounded amber eyes, and his whiskers.
Until this moment, I’ve tried to temper my affection for him with reminders of how different we are. Somehow, the big push to get the shop open on time revealed all I need to know about the true nature of this male.
I know his heart, how smart he is, and how hard he worked to make this happen for me. This isn’t his dream. It isn’t something he fantasized about since childhood, but he was with me every step of the way because of his affection for me.
“I barely know you, Noble, but I’m falling in love with you. Crazy, right?” Of course, I want him to tell me I’m not crazy at all.
“If you’re crazy, I guess I’m insane, Jenna, because I’m not falling in love with you. I’m already there.”
It would be the perfect time to claim my lips, but he leans back and lifts my chin with one sheathed fingertip. Looking deeply into my eyes, he repeats it. “I love you, Jenna. What can I do to make you happy?”
The sweet affection of the moment shatters, immediately turning into something different. The time for whispered vows of affection is over. I want to make love to this male.
“Now that the Colonel isn’t standing in our way, we have a logistical problem.” I don’t need to elaborate, because he nods.
“We can’t adjourn to your room in the women’s barracks, nor mine in the males’. Though we have a blanket in the back room, there are cameras everywhere near the lake. I’ve got an idea, though.”
He pulls me from the bakery into the kitchen and closes the door. With a sly grin, he steps to the refrigerator where we keep the dairy and grabs a can of whipped cream.
Ohhh, arousal sizzles along my synapses when I get a flash of what he wants the whipped cream for, though I wonder where a male who hadn’t met a woman until a month ago got such wicked, wicked ideas.
After retrieving the blanket and laying it on the large, marble work area, he proceeds to shoot whipped cream at every camera eye in the kitchen, effectively disabling them.
“Where there’s a will…” I praise, though I’m disappointed that sweet confection won’t be put to better use between my legs. Then I remember his aversion to sweets. Perhaps another day I’ll make a Noble sundae. Better yet, a not-quite banana split.
“The marble is cold, Jenna. You’ll have to be on top.” His voice was a low growl and, though the words sounded emotionless, his raspy voice was anything but.
“What a shame,” I say as he scoops me into his arms and sets me on the wide countertop’s edge. Then he stands between my legs, and as his lips meet mine, heat and desire swirl through me. I’m lost in the sensation of his soft, warm mouth against mine. Ignoring the slick slide of his fangs, I deepen the kiss, savoring the taste and feel of him.
His burred tongue captures my attention. It reminds me how different Noble is from anyone I’ve ever known. Better.
His fur is soft against my skin and I slip my hands under his shirt and run my hands through it, from his waist, over his pecs, and up to his shoulders. I delight in his body’s power and strength.
The heat builds between us, as does the urgent need to be closer, to connect. His claws slide through my hair, then the cushioned pads of his fingers pull me closer. I moan softly in response to his touch.
I can taste the sweetness of his breath and feel the velvet of his lips against mine. I’m lost in the moment, absorbed with the passion and intensity of our kiss.
As we move together, our bodies pressed against each other, my nipples tighten as they slide against him even though we’re both still fully dressed. I feel a sense of completeness, a certainty of how right this is.
This male, my lion love, is everything to me. As our tongues dance and play, I’m filled with a sense of joy and wonder that against all odds we’ve found a way to be together.
For a moment, we’re lost in the world of our kiss, the world of our love. In that moment, nothing else matters but the feel of his lips, the sound of his soft purr, and the warmth of his body against mine.
It’s a moment of pure bliss, a moment of perfect connection, a moment I will cherish for the rest of my life.
As we finally pull apart, I’m filled with a sense of longing, of yearning to be closer to him, to feel every inch of his body against mine.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Noble
This kiss swamps me. Between the heady emotion of the kiss and the knowledge that our struggles to be together are behind us, I’m floating on air.
Despite the smell of baking spices hovering in the air, Jenna’s potent arousal scent beckons me. The hard tips of her breasts graze my chest, and her little moans, so reminiscent of a prey animal, make music in my ears.
My cock is pulsing with every beat of my heart and my animal desire, denied for so long, can no longer be denied.
“I want you, Noble. Lay me down. Take me.”
