He stripped out of the shirt, revealing that wonderful array of perfectly sculpted abs first then his broad shoulders. The discarded shirt hit the floor. He bent, tore off his shoes and straightened. Lauren held her breath as he reached for the front of his pants and opened them. She loved the expanse of skin that assured her he was going commando.
“No boxers?”
“They didn’t have the kind I like. I’d rather do without.”
“I like you without.”
He chuckled and shoved the pants down, freeing his cock, and impressing her by revealing how thick and hard he was. He might not be ready for sex but his body said otherwise. He stepped out of the jeans, kicked them away and hesitated.
“I don’t want to just hold you.”
Her gaze lingered on his hard-on. “I see that. I’m all for anything you want to do with me.”
A soft growl came from him as he slowly took a step toward the bed. Lauren stretched out on her back, hesitated then spread her arms and legs apart on the bed. Wrath’s eyes widened and he put a knee on the mattress.
“What are you doing?”
“You’re in charge.” She held his gaze. “I’m all yours.”
The color of his eyes seemed to darken as they widened but he put his hands down flat, crawled over her, and a deep snarl came from his parted lips. “Don’t say that.”
She wasn’t afraid. “That you’re in charge or I’m all yours?”
His gaze lowered down her body and he licked his lips. “That you are mine. I might believe it and you wouldn’t want that.”
“Why?” Her heart raced.
He lowered, his face hovered by her throat and warm breath fanned her there. “You have no idea what I want from you.”
“Tell me.”
Dark eyes stared into hers. “Right now I want to touch you.”
“Go ahead.”
He leaned in and brushed a kiss over her throat. Lauren turned her head and exposed it to his wandering mouth. His tongue traced a pattern, sharp teeth gently brushed too and she resisted the urge to reach up and grip his shoulders just to have something to cling to.
He lowered down her body slowly, teasing and awakening her desire with each caress of his hot mouth. She moaned when he sucked on one taut nipple and her restraint broke. Her hands lifted, opened on his chest and she stroked him.
A deep growl came from him, his hot, rigid cock brushed her leg and she spread them wider apart. Wrath suddenly pulled away and their gazes met.
“I want you. I hurt for you.”
“Take me. I said I’m yours.”
One of his hands opened on her belly, slid downward and Lauren moaned when his thumb rubbed against her clit. His fingers tested to see how turned-on she was, found how sleek and wet he’d made her with his mouth, and just the sight of his body.
“You’re so ready for me.”
“Always.”
His eyes closed and his head hung a little. Lauren’s hands left his chest to cup his face. Wrath looked at her then, his gaze tortured with longing and something else…maybe fear. She hated to see it and lifted up until their mouths were mere inches apart.
“Kiss me, baby. It’s okay.”
An eyebrow arched and his lips curved upward just slightly. “Baby?”
“An endearment. I could call you sexy. You really are.”
“So are you.”
“Please kiss me?”
His focus fixed on her mouth. He paused and glanced back up. “I’ve never kissed someone before on their lips.”
She tried to hide her shock. “Never?”
His gaze slid away as he avoided hers. “My experience is limited to breeding experiments. Mercile enjoyed testing pain drugs on me more. The few females who were brought to me didn’t want that kind of intimate personal contact since they didn’t know me.”
“Look at me, Wrath.”
He did and she identified his pain for sure then. “I’ll kiss you. Everyone has a first time. I’m honored that I’ll be yours.”
Wrath wanted Lauren, wanted to experience everything she offered and so much more. Fear of losing control gripped him
