Amelia sighed and said, "I believe I'm your captive, Stefan, one you want to send over to an alpha lycan or—"
"Nothing has been determined yet,"
"Nothing has been determined," she repeated, "—yet, that's reassuring."
"Would you prefer that I lie to you? Woman?"
Amelia didn't know how she would have reacted to the direct question, and it didn't matter in the end. Stefan lowered his head and kissed her lips firmly.
At the same time, his deft fingers discovered the edge of her small panties and slipped beneath.
Her hips jerked higher as she spread herself to reveal the slick dampness within.
"Hell, um, please—" she exclaimed in surprise.
"Do you like that?" he whispered.
Her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed deeply, his thumb easily discovering that magic spot of pleasure.
"Yes."
