I didn’t want to ask. I shouldn’t ask. And yet... “What do you want, Markus?”
His jaw tightened before he said one word. “This.”
Chapter 5
MARKUS
As I thrust forward, pressing my rapidly thickening cock against her soft belly, I knew I was doing the wrong thing. I should be walking away, taking my hormones and uncontrollable lust back to the club where women welcomed it.
Not to the woman I had in my arms.
Not to a woman who was wearing my brother’s clothes over her freshly naked body.
But there was no running away. My wolf growled mate inside my head. And all I could think about was stamping my scent all over her.
I stared at her mouth for half a moment, trying to rein myself in, aiming for some sort of control. But she lifted her chin in an age-old invitation to take what I wanted, and I was lost.
I kissed her, and the mere touch of her soft lips beneath mine dragged a loud moan from me. I cupped her face and devoured her mouth, needing her more than my next breath.
When she grabbed hold of my shirt and dragged me closer, I slanted my mouth over hers and speared my tongue in to taste her. She was everything I’d been afraid to dream of. Soft, luscious, sensual. She felt like home.
I don’t know what stopped me, but the effect was as if someone had doused me with a bucket of cold water.
What am I doing?
I’d declared that she would be safe in my home. That I didn’t take unwilling women to my bed. And although Lexi’s clinging hands and soft gasps of pleasure were definitely signs that she wanted me, I couldn’t believe that was the case. She was vulnerable, almost naked, and in a strange place.
I didn’t take advantage of women. Ever.
So, what the fuck am I doing?
I pulled away and managed to get an inch of space between us. “I’m sorry, Lexi. I shouldn’t have done that.” Then I forced myself to take a large step back and leaned against the other side of the door frame, still facing her.
Damn, she’s beautiful.
Her eyes were shining. Her cheeks were rosy, and her lips were swollen from my kisses.