lair, “Beauty?” she murmured as they reached his quarters, seeming to come out of her trance. He snapped his gaze to hers as he swung the door shut with a trailing heel. With his control as shattered as it was, the movement was more powerful than he realized. The metal slammed against the guard, making his little female jump.
And she was his female. Her scent was perfect and more than that, she’d yielded to him, bared her throat in submission even though she was the least submissive female he’d ever met. Before that had irritated him. He’d thought he needed a sweet and biddable female to tame the beast within... now he realized he was wrong. He needed someone strong, a female his equal in determination and force of personality. Someone like Nat.
his “Yes?” he rasped, already striding tow
