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Taking on Tory(11)

By:S. E. Smith


“And Alexandru is your…,” Simon asked as he stepped in front of her to open the door to the den.

“Brother,” Tory said absently as she looked around the room. “My middle brother. Benjamin is the oldest.”

It must be one of the rooms where he wanted some of the furniture. There was only a long couch, chair and single table in the room. The room wasn’t overly large, but the tall ceiling and curved windows looking out over a magnificent garden out back made it seem huge.

There was a large fireplace against one wall and it looked like everything had been restored to its original style. Dark red and gold paintings that looked like wallpaper, a popular trend during the early 1800’s, outlined the intricately painted ceiling. In the center of the room, a chandelier made of cut crystal hung from the ceiling.

“This is nice,” she observed, walking over to a set of bookshelves embedded into the wall. “Nice collection.”

“Do you enjoy the classics?” Simon asked, silently moving to stand next to her.

Tory fingered one of the leather-bound spines. She wondered what he would say if she told him the truth. Shrugging, she decided she didn’t have much choice. Werewolves could smell a lie a mile away with the wind blowing in the opposite direction.

“Actually, not most of them. Some of them are either just too far out there or so depressing, I’m like ‘Kill me already’,” she admitted. “Some of them are pretty good. Still, give me a good mystery, thriller, romance, or fantasy any day.”

She was surprised when he laughed. Turning, she stumbled back with a frown when she realized he was standing closer to her than she thought. This is why she always picked Maverick and his brothers to be on her team when they played Creature-hunt. Kevin might be one of her best friends, but Garden Trolls were really noisy when they ran. Still, she didn’t like that he kept crowding her.

“What’s so funny?” She asked, tilting her head when he took another step closer.

“Most women would have lied and made some inane remark to try to impress me,” Simon said with a devilish smile, taking another step closer as she stumbled backwards.

“Why would I want to impress you?” Tory asked, coming to a stop when her knees hit the edge of the couch. “In case you don’t realize it, you’re crowding me,” she added with a frown as she placed her hand against his chest to push him back.





Chapter 5


Simon’s eyes darkened and a low rumble escaped him as her fingers splayed across his chest. He reached up and wrapped his fingers around her fragile wrist. A smile twisted his lips when she inhaled sharply as he tugged her closer.

He started to lower his head to kiss her when her mumbled words reached him. He shook his head and frowned when she repeated what she had said again. It sounded suspiciously like…

“You’ve never been kissed?” He repeated blankly. “Never? Ever?”

“Nope, but I’m hoping I can convince Youssef to change that,” she said with a grin. “What do you think? Do you think he might be interested? He’s not your… you know… your…?”

“Bodyguard?” Simon asked, still trying to get it through his head that the curvy, sexy female in his arms had never been kissed. A low curse escaped him, before he frowned darkly. “What the hell do you mean you hope you can convince Youssef?”

“He’s h… hunky,” Tory replied lamely. She had almost said human. “And he has the right blood type.”

“What does blood type have to do with kissing?” Simon asked, confused as he tightened his grip on Tory when she tried to move away from him. “What did you think he was?”

“Your boyfriend?” She squeaked when he pulled her so close her chest was touching his. “You’re holding me kind of close.”

Simon scowled down into the bright brown eyes. “I plan on holding you even closer,” he muttered in determination as he lowered his head to capture her upturned lips.

The beast inside him pushed at him as he teased her lips apart. A soft growl of approval escaped him when she opened for him. He released her wrist so he could slide his hands around her waist as she slid her palms up his chest to his shoulders.

She did taste as good as she looked. His cock thickened as he thought about where else he planned to taste her. The knowledge that he would be her only master, her only alpha, flared inside him, searing him with pain.

It took a minute to realize that the pain he was feeling was not coming just from his loins, but from his head as well. In fact, it was increasing as she continued to pull doggedly on his hair. He winced as he reluctantly released her.