front of her with a thud.
“You know I would’ve thought you’d outgrown such childish behavior, Prince Randall.” She could feel him moving across the room towards her. As always I can tell when he’s near and damned if it doesn’t piss me off.
“Gracie, I’ll take quite a bit of guff from you, but there are some things I simply won’t tolerate. The next time you imply I’m all bark and no bite, you’re going to find yourself draped over my knee.”
“Kinky, aren’t we? Now let me out of here. I don’t want to keep your mother waiting.”
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"We can stay like this as long as you like. My father might wonder what’s keeping me, but he once was a young man, although I doubt my mother gave him even a tenth of the trouble I just know you’re going to give me. I’m sure he’ll understand.”
“This is your choice, Rand. Don’t place the blame on me. It’s not my intention to keep you.”
“We’re not leaving this room until you apologize and you give me the kiss I wanted earlier. I won’t accept less. I warned you last night the time for running time is over. I’ve waited a long time for you. You’re mine.”
Gooseflesh ran over her body at his claim. He’s nearer than I thought. She jumped when she felt the warmth of his breath on the side of her neck.
"No.” Her denial was automatic but inside her she could feel Zara rising to the surface.
“No? We’ll see about that.” His lips, warm and parted brushed the side of her neck before traveling upwards to find her ear. A whimper built inside her when his lips teased the outer edge of her ear before his tongue dipped inside to explore its inner whorls.
She shivered when she felt his rumble of pleasure against her ear. His arms crept around her waist to pull her back against him.
“Ready to give in?”
“No.”
Groaning at her denial, he spun her around and fastened his mouth to hers. His tongue shot out to intertwine with hers. Pulling her closer, he didn’t bother to stop the instinctive need to grind his hips against hers. When he finally lifted his head, both of them were breathing raggedly.12:3
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“And now?” Even to his own ears, his voice sounded raspy.
“What?” Her eyes were dazed.
When he heard the clearing of a throat for the second time, he finally realized Emma had interrupted them once again.
“Damn, Wildcat. You make me forget where I’m at.” Laying his cheek against the top of her head, he could feel the slight tremors coursing through her. “You’re more potent than janja.”
Wonderful, now he’s comparing me to the main ingredient in raz-ice, she thought.
“I heard that, Wildcat.”
"Let me go, Rand."
Slowly, he released her from his arms, but caught her arm before she could move away from him.
“Damn, if you don’t tempt me to throw responsibility into the wind. I wish I didn’t have to attend the Tribunal with Dad. I’d love to spend the next hour convincing you how good we’ll be together.”
Touching her as he was, he could feel the anger building in her. “ Any moment now, Ruzac, she’s going to try to rip off my head.”
“You’ve got that right! What makes you think I can be swayed by passion? I’ve done an admirable job for the past ten years.”
He smiled as she used their bond for the first time. “During that time I’ve kept my distance, Gracie. No longer. We’ll see how long you resist in the face of my desire to have you.”
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“If you’re horny, find another, Your Highness, because I’m not going to sleep with you.”
Brushing his thumb across her lip, he smiled slowly. “Who said anything about sleeping, Wildcat? Try this again when we’re married and I’ll have you bent over the table and be buried so deep and hard you’ll forget why you were fighting with me.”
“You’ve a lot of nerve!” Poking his chest with her finger, she continued. “One, I’m not married to you, nor will I ever be.” When he stepped further back she followed. “Two,