Page 28 of Act of Command

She didn’t feel like herself either, but she wasn’t sniffing the air like a wild man. He was. She held up her hands. “Okay, take it easy there, big guy.”

He blatantly adjusted his cock and she realized just how big a guy he really was. She also became very aware of the fact the drugs were still in her system. Her mouth watered and she found it hard to tear her gaze from his hand. As she did, she couldn’t look away from the start of sandy blond hair that poked out from the top of his waistline. The deep V-cut of his hip muscles made her feel a little weak in the knees. She touched the back of her neck, positive she’d burst into flames if she kept staring at the man.

Corbin sniffed the air louder this time. “Mae, I can smell your desire.”

“Yes.” It wasn’t the most brilliant response she’d ever had, but it was all she could manage. Didn’t anyone have a shirt they could cover the man with? Maybe a cardboard box? Something? Anything? She was going to burn up if he didn’t cover his upper body and soon. His lower body too at this rate.

He eased closer, coming into focus more for her without her glasses on. That only served to make her want him more. Heat thrummed through her, centering in her groin. She half feared her lady parts would attack the man. If they were able to separate from her, they might very well have done just that.

He put his fingers into her hair, his palms on her cheeks. His lips were so close that she wanted to sample them. His lips met hers and her mind shut off. The moment his tongue found hers, she whimpered and began to rub her body against his as they kissed. She’d been kissed before, but it hadn’t been like this.

This was amazing.

Moaning, she ran her hand down him and stopped when she touched his injured side. The idea of making out with him in a place they were being held prisoner, while he was injured, seemed wrong. She broke the kiss and he tried to continue it.

“Corbin,” she said softly. “You’re hurt and we need to be ready to go when the extraction thing happens.”

“Extraction thing?” he questioned, his lips looking entirely too kissable for her willpower at the moment.

“Yes,” she said, staring at his mouth.

He pushed her hair behind her ears. “If you know how much I wanted to be buried deep in you right now, you’d run to the other side of the room.”

She nearly sighed at the sound of his accented voice. It only increased his hotness factor. Not that he needed any help. As she thought harder on what he’d said, she swallowed hard, pink staining her upper neck and cheeks. “Oh.”

He cupped her cheek and she closed her eyes, happy for the contact with him. She tipped her head, resting her face on his palm as she squeezed his other hand. Mae couldn’t stop herself as she started to cry, so happy to no longer be alone in the ordeal that she couldn’t contain herself.

Corbin held her against his very hard frame, his long, powerful arms wrapping around her as he held her to him, her head on his shoulder. He rocked her in place, rubbing her arms. “You’re warm. Too warm.”

“Ezra brought me in here to help stop it,” she said through her tears. “When I woke up, I felt better. But when I touch you there is heat again. I didn’t know shifters could do that.”

“We can’t,” he said. “But I’ve been told it happens between mates.”

She jerked. “I’m not Denis’s mate!”

“Denis?” he asked, his voice deepening.

“The guy I burned. I didn’t mean to burn him. I don’t even think I did it, but he said I did,” she muttered, lowering her gaze.

Corbin exhaled slowly. “Was this Denis trying to hurt you?”

She nodded.

“Then I’m glad you burned him, Mae.”

“But I didn’t. Did I?”

“My guess is you did.”

She eyed him. “Then amImaking it hot between us?”

“I think it has more to do with mates than that,” he said. He’d mentioned mates before. She knew what mates were. Any self-respecting supernatural did. What she couldn’t understand was why touching Corbin would cause the heat?

As she thought harder on it, she gasped, her eyes widening. “No!”

He kept hold of her. Had he not, she might very well have leapt away from him and run. “Yes.”

“No,” she repeated.

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