Page 36 of Beastly Armory
“Let’s go, lion.”
“No wait. I want to hear more about you watching me fight.”
“Are you going to spar or talk?”
“Both.” I go to grab her, but she shirks and darts to the side. That has her lips curling up into a grin. There’s a sparkle in her eyes, and I know my expression matches hers. “So, tell me, little fox. When did you see me?”
I squat into my stance, then go for her wrist, but she slides away again and giggles.
“Oh, a few years back.”
“Were you in the audience?” We circle each other, waiting for the other to make a move. She slips between my legs and wraps an ankle between her thighs to flip me down on the mat. I catch myself, gripping her waist as I do, then roll us until she’s in guard.
Panting, she says, “Maybe.” Her black mohawk hangs over a shoulder.
“And did you like what you saw?” I buck my hips into her with my rigid cock.
She narrows her eyes and smirks, then grindshardagainst me.Fuck. I want to rip off her leggings. Peeling my fingers from her waist, she pins my arms above my head. Her lips are so close to mine, the warmth of her lavender-scented breaths hit my mouth.
“Maybe,” she whispers. We’re frozen there for a moment until the tiny muscles in her fingers begin to relax, but I can’t let her go. With my superior training,I flip her hands around until they are held in mine. Gripping her middle with my thighs, I flip us until I’m on top. Holding her arms in one hand, I use the other to feel her neck, letting her know she’s done. She should tap out. She squirms a little, which only makes my erection throb with anticipation.
Leaning closer, I almost let my lips nibble on hers. Prepared to tell her I warned her that I was going to take it, she strains her neck up and tries to slide out from under me, but she doesn’t have the strength. She’s overpowered completely. Just like I want her.
“Please,” she whispers, the air of her words coating my skin, causing me to become desperate for her.
“Please, what?” I ask.
“Please, don’t, Max.” Her eyes are suddenly watery. Like the fox may cry.
I hesitate. Beneath me is everything my blood is telling me to take. I haven’t felt this way since that time in the alley. It’s at my mercy. I could steal it. But then I’d be no better than Strauss.
Sitting back on my haunches, I let her sit up. I offer her a hand and pull her to a stand as I do.
“That was the worst porn I’ve ever seen,” Derichs says from the bench. I had forgotten he was there, and Livia must have because she jumps at the intrusion. “Didn’t even get a money shot.” He laughs when I turn to look at him with ire. Livia’s cheeks flame maroon, and my dick grows to full capacity.
I clear my throat, reaching down without anydecency to tuck my erection into the waistband of my sweats. “So, Friday?”
“Well, Appleton City is hours away, so I thought…” Her eyes move quickly to Derichs’s and back. “I thought we should go on Thursday. Spend the night and scope out the place.”
“Very smart. I agree.”
IfeelDerichs smile.
“Okay, well. Um. See ya.” Livia starts toward the alcove entrance, but I stop her.
“Wait, Livia.” Walking to my sweatshirt lying on the ground next to the water cooler, I dig out my Glock. “Here. Do you know how to use this?”
One sarcastic chuckle erupts from her mouth. “DoIknow how to shoot? Yes, Max. Despite not being able to get hold of many guns, Idoknow how to use it.”
“Effectively?”
Her nostrils flare. “Yes. Should I demonstrate now?”
“Ha, no. But here, take mine. I’ll use a different one.”
She takes the firearm but has nowhere to put it other than her hand. She points it at the ground. Giving me a nod, she starts up the stairs.
“Oh. And, little fox? I’m driving!”