Bennett - Milly Taiden Page 0,16

did was erotically charged. He was basically made to turn her on.

“This is actually a lot of fun,” she said as her leg brushed his under the table. Making a decision, Dakota let her leg rest there.

He stilled for a second, and she thought he was going to comment on the sudden touch. He didn’t, but he leaned down to give her a smile, his eyes directly locked with hers.

“I’m happy you’re enjoying yourself.”

His voice was deep, and it was as arousing as the intent look burning in his blue eyes.

“Yeah,” she breathed.

Dakota couldn’t stop staring at him. Her gaze fixated on his eyes, then his lips. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him. If she was honest, she might as well admit to herself that she was imagining Bennett pushing the game off the table. In her head, he would rip her jeans down her hips, bend her over the table, spread her legs wide and fuck her until she screamed out his name.

Yes, her tigress purred.

That’s precisely what the animal wanted. To feel his hard cock pressing into her waiting, dripping pussy. To feel him pumping in and out of her. To feel Bennett come deep inside of her.

Her cheeks blushed at the thought of it, but instead of pulling away like she should, she angled her body closer to him. She took a deep breath, letting herself revel in the scent of his desire.

Bennett wanted her as much as she wanted him.

It was nice. His attraction to her wasn’t like what she usually got from shifter males. It wasn’t a scent of possession. It was sweeter. More adoring. Like Bennett wanted to take his time exploring her. She shivered at the thought of all the positions and places they could fuck before the week was out.

She knew it was wrong, seeing as how Ben was her client.

But Nick was a shifter, too. He would have to understand that Bennett was her mate. The call of mating was damn near impossible to ignore. There was no way she could survive a week around her mate without doing something about it.

And there weren’t enough batteries in the world to satisfy the need that was clawing at her insides.

“Food’s ready,” Vance announced as he walked into the dining room. He dropped a plate beside Bennett and another by her.

Both were loaded down by entirely too much food. As a shifter, she needed all of the calories. Her metabolism was crazy fast, but there was no way Bennett could polish off all that pizza, breadsticks, salad, and chips. Not that Dakota would ever shame someone’s eating habits. It would just be impossible for Bennett to stuff all of that into his thin, lanky form.

As it turned out, he not only ate everything but left to grab a huge chunk of brownie topped with whipped cream and gummy worms. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

“Shit, Ben. Where are you putting all of that food?”

Dakota was just as surprised as he was by her question. A huge bite of brownie precariously dangling from his fork stopped on its way to his mouth. His cheeks flushed, endearing him to her.

“Bennett is always trying to get bulked up,” Vance snickered.

“It’s always one thing or another,” Corey added.

“What was that one powder that made the whites of his eyes slightly blue?” Stuart asked.

Bennett wanted to disappear from the embarrassment. That was made all too clear by the deepening blush of his cheeks. Dakota wanted to throttle his friends for making fun of Bennett, but she thought better of exacting physical revenge. Instead, she lay a hand on his shoulder and let the tips of her fingers trace up and down his neck. She didn’t miss the way his skin pebbled under her touch.

No one mocked her mate. Not even his friends. They might have meant it to be good-natured ribbing, but Dakota wasn’t a fan of that. She could tell that it had hurt Bennett’s feelings.

“I think he’s perfect the way he is.” She cupped his cheek in her hand and hoisted herself up to lay a gentle kiss against his mouth.

His lips were soft, and it made her heart beat that much faster. Especially when Ben’s own arousal scented the air. The kiss lasted longer than she had anticipated. She couldn’t pull away, nor did she want to. Dakota let her tongue dip out to take a deeper taste of Bennett’s mouth. A small, content purr escaped her before she