Page 55 of The Mating Frenzy
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Kieran had never been morealive, more aware of awoman.
Ella drove him nuts. Frustrated him. Made him want to rip off her clothing and mount her and then release his wildestimpulses.
Instead of stopping at a local ice cream parlor, he drove to the supermarket. Ella bounded out, telling him she’d meet him at the ice creamsection.
He waited a minute before getting out of the car, and adjusted his cock inside his trousers. Wouldn’t look right cheerfully traipsing up and down the aisles, some happy homeowner shrieking as she saw the tent pole in his pants. Or worse, some smartass Skin teenager snapping a photo and putting it on socialmedia.
Ella purchased two half-gallons of mint chocolate chip as he bought a bag of ice to douse the raging fire in his poor, unused genitals. As he placed the ice cream on the conveyer belt, he glanced over at Ella, her face shining, her long dark hair spilling over her shoulders, her full breasts ripe as melons, the nipples clearly hard beneath herHello Kittyt-shirt.
He envisioned placing mint chocolate chip on each breast, slowly running his tongue over the cresting nipple, teasing her into full sexualarousal…
POP! The cashier snapped her gum. “Hello? $12.99,mister.”
Kieran paid with cash, muttered an oath beneath his breath and snagged the ice as Ella walked outside with her plastic bag filled with ice cream, her curved hips swaying with grace. Oh yeah, those hips, perfect for clutching as he bent her over in the moonlight and drew hernear…
Cursing, he placed one ice bag over his groin, cooling hisardor.
They drove back and Ella gulped down her ice cream. Then, realizing Darcy would soon arrive, he opted for a walk in themoonlight.
Walking always helped himthink.
Ella kicked off her sandals and placed them on the sand, and waded ankle-deep into the Gulf of Mexico. “It’s so warm! Feels great,” she called back tohim.
For a moment, he wished she would turn into a mermaid. Or a fish. Maybe then his jaguar wouldn’t feel this crazed need to kiss hersenseless.
As he gazed at her in the moonlight, bending over to pick up a shell in the water, he called forth all his discipline. As a warrior and a royal bodyguard in the Winter Kingdom, he must havecontrol.
And then Ella rushed over, laughing with delight. “Look! Isn’t itpretty?”
She opened his palm and placed the shell in hishand.
Awareness surged through him at the feel of her soft, warm hand touching him. For a moment he stood gazing at her, fighting the savage impulse to tear off her clothing and claimher.
Mine.
But she was not his. She was destined to become a great warrior herself. A warrior who would remain here, in the Skin world he hated and feared. Sex with her could prove dangerous. Already he felt possessive, ready to rip apart any male who looked twice ather.
Kieran handed her back the shell. “Let’s go back. Darcy should be heresoon.”
Ella went to slide her hand into his, but he pulled away and jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Touching her was dangerous, like sticking his finger into an electricaloutlet.
Her tiny, wistful sigh tugged at his heart. Kieran wished he could remove every threat, every sad thing from her life. He wanted to see her happy, wanted to hear the delightful gurgle of her laugh, see the sparkle in her eyes when shesmiled.
Dear goddess, was he falling in love with his charge? Not good. He steeled his resolve. Having had his heart broken by the loss of his family, he wasn’t about to risk it again. Sex wassex.
Love was not in his future. Certainly not with Ella, who was too important to the survival of theirkind.
At the house, a sleek, red motorbike sat in the driveway. Kieran frowned and raced up the steps, Ella behindhim.
Darcy stood in the kitchen, eating mint chocolate chip ice cream straight from the tub. Clad in black leather, black biker boots and black fingerless gloves, she looked completelydifferent.
“If this is a disguise, it’s a good one. Biker chick?” heasked.
Darcy scowled. “I got tired of being the straight and narrowgal.”
He snatched the tub away from her, which Ella immediately picked up. She hunted in the drawer for a cleanspoon.
