She’d pushed her body this morning, covering miles of challenging terrain. Bliss in itself. Add in a playful MacRieve . . .He’d been opening up to her, showing his charming side—and his domineering one. It was official: she liked one as much as the other.When she reached the surface, he was waiting for her.“You dropped this.” He held up her top with a darkening expression.Shocking him had seemed like such a good idea at the time. Now she was topless with an immortal male who looked like he wanted to eat her for dinner.In fact, that was what she would be doing when they had sex again.When?She held out her hand. “Gimme, MacRieve.”He tossed her bra on the shore. “Oh, I think no’.” There was a threatening undertone to his voice, a subtext of Your ass is mine.She swallowed. No, she didn’t spook easily in most situations. But this was a sexual situation; sex had been a mixed bag for her. So she began swimming backward away from him. He steadily pursued. She didn’t think he would hurt her, but then, she’d never had a wicked wolf eyeing her like he was about to rail her into next week.
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