Twice The Growl - Milly Taiden Page 0,10
she didn’t need any intervening.
“Yes, but we’d have to treat her like one of our own and let her handle it how she sees fit.”
Theron handed a passing waiter his empty champagne flute then folded his arms over his chest. “Up to a point. No way I’d let anyone hurt her. She’s so tiny. And Keya comes from a former Alpha family. She might not be Alpha in our group, but it’s in her blood. She wants to lead. I won’t let anything happen to Tally.”
“She’s a lot stronger than she seems, Theron. Very fierce.” Connor homed in on the tripping heartbeat that belonged to Tally. She was aroused. A second later, she glanced up and met his gaze. Oh, yeah. She wanted a taste. She might not know how deep things truly were, but for now, they’d take her sexual attraction to them and use it to encourage her to be with them.
“Could take a while to get her on board with our needs,” Theron grumbled.
“Then we need to use whatever means necessary to make her see our side of things.” Connor grinned at Tally. She licked her lips and skittered her gaze away from them.
“I think I like where this is going.” Theron chuckled. “This will be fun.”
“I’ll start it off,” Connor offered and readied to march to Tally.
“Keep your eyes on the prize,” Theron growled low.
Their prize was sweet Tally and her sexy body all for them. For a mate. Connor strode to Tally to do whatever necessary to break down her walls. A handful of steps and he was there.
Connor tapped her on the shoulder. Her skin was so smooth, softer than anything he’d ever touched. And the color was driving him to distraction. A smooth caramel that put his paleness to shame.
She glanced at him, her eyes wide behind her glasses. He loved how innocent she appeared before lust filled her dark brown eyes.
“Would you like to dance?” He offered his hand and watched her stare at it for a mute moment.
“Go on, girlie,” the older woman said. “He’s handsome and you look amazing in that dress. Ignore all the idiots and have a good time.”
“Thanks, Grandma Kate.”
“Don’t worry, if I see Nita I will tell her you are looking for her.” The old lady grinned.
Connor pulled her into his arms on the dance floor, already packed with a bunch of couples. The music was soft, so there was no need for outrageous dance moves that might get someone hurt.
Tally glanced everywhere but him. He sensed the tension in her muscles. Her arousal was what brought a smile to his lips.
He leaned down, pressing their bodies tight together and murmured by her ear, “You need to relax, Tally.”
She inhaled sharply. Her ragged breaths and almost inaudible moan made his cock jerk. He slid a hand down her back to the curve of her and pressed her into him. He wanted her body cradling his cock.
“Oh, my...” she whispered.
“That’s all you, beautiful.” He brushed his lips over her shoulder. “I’m so hard I can’t think straight.”
She reeled back, staring at him wide-eyed. “But—but I haven’t done anything.”
He smiled at her shocked expression. “You’re doing enough by smelling so delicious and looking so appetizing.”
He guided her to a darkened corner where he could press her closer to him and torture himself with her softness.
“Connor, you’re both really handsome men, but I have never...” She glanced around. “This isn’t the same room.”
He’d pushed her through an open curtain to an empty side room. “I wanted to be alone with you.”
She blinked and licked her lips.
“Christ, Tally. If you keep doing that I won’t be responsible for my actions.”
Her wet pink tongue swooped over her bottom lip again. “Doing what?”
He pressed her back against a wall. “That. Licking your lips and reeling me in to do the same. I have to taste you.”
Her mouth opened on a gasp and he used it as his first opportunity to kiss her. Their lips touched and instant fire spread through his veins. She moaned in the back of her throat. The sound was soft and so damn sexy he gripped her waist harder than he intended. He ached to be inside her, feeling her pussy stretch around his cock. The moment she curled her tongue over his, all reality ceased to exist. She was the only thing his wolf and Connor focused on.
She raked her nails up his arms. She squeezed him hard over the material of his jacket. With each grasp,