A sneak peek of The Manticore Lord’s Human:
The lantern light is low and yellow. It catches on the curve of her shoulder, the damp fabric clinging to her back.
“Briar’s Run is starting to feel like a problem,” she says.
I look at her, and the thing I should not say sits too close to my teeth. “My problem is I’m starting to care whether you stay.”
Our feud stopped being real days ago. We both know it. The pretending just got expensive.
“Colette.”
She turns. The space between us feels smaller than the room as wind presses the walls.
I step in first and the line we’ve been holding finally snaps. Her hands come up, one fisting in my shirt, the other sliding into my hair. I cup the back of her neck, careful with the claws, and kiss her like I’ve been thinking about it since she told me to get off her land.
She tastes like rain. I back her toward the wall. Colette yanks my shirt open and buttons pop. Her palms land on my chest like she’s claiming territory. I grab her wrists, and she smirks.
I pin her arms above her head and lift her, and her legs lock around my waist.
“Do you want me?”
I want her to beg for it.
