Something warm and peaceful settled in his chest, the rightness of it taking him off guard. For the first time in his life he felt almost calm inside. Being in Margery’s presence had made something primal inside him flare to life, but this was different.
“His wife died,” she murmured, referring to the current male on the screen. Every few minutes she’d tell him things about the characters until eventually she stopped talking, her head and body completely going lax against him. He didn’t give a damn about the show, only that she was lying in his arms, relaxed and trusting. That surge of protectiveness rose up again, so strong he had to let out a deep breath to release the pressure building in his chest.
Considering what she’d been through at the hands of vampires—twice now—it said a lot for how much she trusted him to fall asleep in his arms. He knew enough about shifters that her wolf wouldn’t let her guard down unless she felt safe. The knowledge pleased him more than he imagined possible. It also helped solidify his intent to pursue her hard. If her wolf trusted him, he’d already overcome the biggest hurdle because he had no doubt the most female part of her wanted him. He planned to use that to his full advantage.
Pulling her tighter to him, he turned off the television and closed his eyes. Very soon he was going to have her underneath him, begging for more and shouting his name. He hadn’t thought he was tired, but sleep came fast, taking him under with dreams of a beautiful shifter with big eyes and full, kissable lips.
Chapter 7
Margery inhaled Rex’s masculine scent before she forced her eyes open. She wasn’t sure how long they’d been on the couch cuddled together but she guessed it must have been a few hours. She didn’t want to move, but she didn’t think she’d be able to go back to sleep draped across him. The only way she’d do that was if she put some distance between them. Otherwise she was far too tempted to start kissing and licking across his delectable chest. As she started to push up, his arm tightened around her, pulling her closer.
His eyes opened halfway, heavy-lidded with undeniable hunger as he watched her. “Where are you going?” he murmured, his sexy voice thick with sleep.
She started to tell him she was headed to bed but realized she didn’t want to go. At least not alone. It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone, but Rex had proved himself to be an honorable male, and he also made her hotter than any male ever had. Considering how at ease her wolf was with him, she decided to make herself completely vulnerable.
Moving quickly, she clutched his shoulder before she slid a leg over his waist and straddled him. He was already rock hard in his jeans, his erection pushing insistently at the juncture between her thighs.
He woke up completely, the lingering sleep fleeing in an instant. The soft glow to his eyes was intense. He watched her carefully as he slid his hands up her thighs. The feel of his hands skating over her bare legs made her shiver. She wanted to feel those long, callused fingers stroking everywhere, wanted to get lost in the pleasure she knew they could find with each other.
His hands stopped on her hips, flexing around her as if he thought she might try to leave. That definitely wasn’t happening. When he still didn’t say anything, just watched her, she figured she might have to make the first move. Something made her hesitate.
She’d told him that she didn’t want anything to do with vampires and even though things were different between them now, she wanted to put him at ease. And she really wanted to feel his mouth on her. It didn’t matter that they hadn’t known each other that long, her heart and body knew all they needed to about this male. And their joining was an eventual thing. She felt it bone deep and didn’t see the point in putting off the pleasure when she could take it now. More than anything she wanted her scent all over him, wanted every female to know that this male belonged to her. The possessiveness she experienced rattled her.
Before she could change her mind she tugged on the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head. This was the clearest message she could send him.
The rush of air combined with the heated look he ran over her bare breasts, as if he’d physically caressed them, made her nipples tighten into hard points.
“I should ask if you’re sure about this, but…I’m a selfish bastard,” he muttered before crushing his mouth to hers.
The kiss took her off guard as he slanted his head and invaded her mouth with his tongue, moving on her with pure dominance. She clutched at his broad shoulders, her fingers digging into his hard flesh as he flicked his tongue against hers. She teased him right back, loving the give and take to their kiss.