Kissing Sin (Riley Jenson Guardian 2)

"We've done quick. I'd like to do long for a change." And even as I said it, I smiled. Because when it came to flesh, Kade did long better than any man alive.

He tugged me forward lightly and wrapped his arms around my waist. He felt so good, so warm and hard, that desire swirled through me. That was the beginning of the end when it came to resistance, and I knew it.

"We have half an hour and a single bed," he said, as if sensing the sudden lessening of resolve.

"Don't you think a single bed is a wee bit small for the two of us?"

"If you think that, you haven't been loved right in a single bed."

The smile touching his lips was cheeky, and my own twitched in response. Because I wanted to. Lord how I wanted to.

And truth be told, had it been Kellen standing in front of me, it would have been an instant yes, and Liander be damned. It was that thought, more than anything, that had the last of my reluctance slipping. Kellen might have been a wolf, but Kade could never be deemed a lesser lover. "If Jack bites my ass over being late, you are off the loving list, my horny friend."

He laughed. "Trust me, Jack won't get anywhere near your delicious ass. I promise to protect it from all comers."

I had sudden visions of him swatting away everyone - including new suitors - and snorted softly. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all. "Half an hour. No more, no less."

"Done deal." He dropped a kiss on my lips, then tugged me over to the bed.

I have to say, the man certainly knew how to make the most of a single bed.

And he emphasized his point in the most dramatic way, and proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that I hadn't been loved right in a single bed before now.

It was a good forty minutes later before he was escorting me down the hall to the bathroom where Liander had set up shop. Once there, he dropped another kiss on my lips, one designed to tease and arouse.

He succeeded in doing both.

"We'll pick up this little discussion later," he said, and walked away whistling happily.

I blew out a breath, then opened the door and walked inside. Rhoan and Liander were making out against one of the stall walls.

"You want me to come back later?" I asked dryly.

Rhoan came up for air, and gave me a wide grin. "Your timing could have been better, but this will keep."

"You sure?"

"No, but Jack will kill us if we delay more than necessary." He squeezed Liander's rump then stepped away.

Liander's gaze met mine, amusement silvering the gray depths. "Besides, making you up is almost as much fun as making out."

"You obviously lead a sad sex life."

"Well, your brother could use a pointer or two, but hey, he's not untrainable."

Rhoan crossed his arms and leaned a shoulder against the wall. "Careful what you say, or I might just take this unworthy body elsewhere."

Liander snorted. "You do anyway."

"Now, boys," I interrupted, feeling an argument headed our way. "Work first, lovers' tiff afterward."

"No," Rhoan corrected, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Work first, then sex, then lovers' tiff. Get your priorities right, please."

"Sorry," I said dryly. "So, have we decided what sort of look we're going for this time?" The last time we'd done this, I'd become an albino prostitute. Not the sort of look one needed for an upmarket function.

Liander tossed me a small bottle of lavender fluid. "Go shower with that first. It'll erase your base scent for the next twelve hours."

Relief ran through me as I headed for the showers. At least if the wolf that had used me in the breeding center was there, my scent wouldn't give me away. Once I'd washed, I sat in the chair Liander had swiped from one of the offices, and let him loose.