Page 105 of Shadow's Edge (Night Prowler 1)
“Tomorrow,” Leander murmured, lifting his head, his gaze dark and serious. “Tomorrow we can plan strategy and plot vengeance and wage war. Tomorrow we can do all of those things. But right now...”
He kissed her, hard and delicious, until she lost her breath and her chest went tight. Her body arched against him.
He looked down at her between half-closed eyes and smiled. “Right now we have other things to attend to, great Queen.”
“Actually,” she murmured, sliding her hands around the back of his neck, “I think you were onto something with ‘She Who Must Be Obeyed.’ That has a really nice ring to it.”
His laugh was muffled against her neck. “Well then, I suppose...” He brushed his lips against hers. “Your wish is my command. How may I be of service, my lady?”
“Oh, I’m sure I’ll think of something,” she said innocently. “In fact, I can think of several things just off the top of my head.”
He tipped his head back to look down at her, smiling like a wolf.
She offered him a feral smile of her own and lifted her legs up to wrap tightly around his waist.
