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The Dragon Warrior (Lochguard Highland Dragons 4)

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Grant moved to meet her eyes again and finally murmured, “Tell me the truth, Faye. What do you think of me?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“That bad?” The corner of his mouth ticked up and she wanted to trace the curve of his lips. Grant rarely smiled and certainly not in such a sexy manner at her.

She bet every female in the clan noticed when he smiled.

Her dragon huffed. Why should we care?

Ignoring her beast, she answered, “Right now, ‘bad’ isn’t the word I’d use.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Then what would you choose? Strong? Reliable? Handsome?”

She frowned. “You’re not one to fish for a compliment.”

He squeezed her hip and she wished his hand would move further down. Of course the blasted male kept it in place as he replied, “No, but the longer I keep you here, the better chance I have of convincing you that I’m the only male you should look at.”

“Grant, we—” He ran a hand up her side, her neck, and finally to her jaw. As he stroked her skin, she whispered, “We shouldn’t, Grant. It’s a bad idea.”

Grant continued to brush his fingers against her skin, and each pass sent a rush of warmth between her thighs. He chuckled, and the sound reverberated through her entire body. She couldn’t resist him when he laughed.

Grant’s husky voice filled her ear. “It’s a bad idea, why, exactly?”

He kissed her ear and Faye was grateful for the wall supporting her. Somehow she forced her brain to work. “I’m not ready for a baby, Grant. And I’m not sure I could resist the mate-claim frenzy.”

He brushed his lips against her skin once more, and Faye clutched Grant’s shirt in her hands to help keep her steady. “You’re the strongest female I know. If anyone could contain their beast and keep the frenzy at bay, it’s you.”

As he nibbled down the length of her neck, Faye debated whether she was strong enough or not. Her beast spoke up again. It’s not a matter of strength. He still needs to grovel.

Faye wavered on what to do. Grant’s lips on her skin set her on fire, and she was close to pulling him against her and kissing the living daylights out of him.

However, before she could make a decision, Lachlan MacKintosh’s voice boomed down the hall. “There’s a problem. You two need to come with me.”

In the next second, Grant stepped away from her and looked at Lachlan. “What happened?”

The human shook his head. “Not here.”

Without another word, Lachlan turned around and banged on the door to the private room. Faye barely had time to smooth her hair before Grant said, “Let’s go,” and entered the room after the human.

Her dragon spoke up. That was close. You need to stay away from Grant.

And if I can get him to grovel for you?

That’s not important right now. I’m curious to see what’s happened.

Pushing aside her memories of Grant kissing her neck, Faye took a deep breath and went into the private room. She could corner Grant later and discuss the possibilities for their future. Faye wasn’t completely dead set on pushing the male away, provided they established some ground rules.

Not that she had the faintest idea why she wanted to deal with the grumpy male on a possibly long-term basis.

But figuring out what the hell was going on between her and Grant would have to wait. For the time being, she looked to the human, Lachlan, and waited to see what all the bother was about.

Chapter Eight

Grant was grateful for Lachlan’s interruption. Another minute and he might’ve allowed his dragon and cock to ruin their assignment.

His beast huffed. I wasn’t trying to ruin it. Taking Faye would allow us to perform better.

Even though he shouldn’t, Grant thought back to how Faye softened under his fingers. Or how she leaned her ear toward his lips, as if asking him to take her lobe between his teeth.



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