More Blazing Bedtime Stories: Once Upon a Mattress by Julie Leto, Leslie Kelly Page A

tension of all. She desired him, as she had in her bedroom when he could have taken her, ridding them both of this insane need they’d aroused in one another at first sight. At least temporarily…until it swelled out of control again.
    That would probably have taken less than an hour.
    He couldn’t do it then, because he hadn’t told her the truth about himself. Now he had. Now, as they said over here, all bets were off. “I’ve told you who I am. What I am. Why I came here.”
    She opened her mouth as if to scoff, but no words emerged.
    “What I didn’t tell you is that from the moment I saw you at the diner, I knew.”
    “Knew what?”
    He leaned in, filling his every breath with her, studying the curls drying softly around her face, the full, pouty lips, the dark-purple eyes.
    She licked those perfect lips. “Knew what , Lucas?”
    He put both hands on the counter behind her, trapping her in place. Leaning down, he brushed his cheek against her hair, then nibbled his way down the pierced curve of her ear, feeling a helpless shudder roll through her. With his lips against her earlobe, he finally answered her question in a low whisper.
    “I knew I had to have you.”

6
    P ENNY had to wonder: was it legal to have wild, crazy, up-against-the-refrigerator sex with an insane person?
    Probably not. Or at least it wasn’t appropriate.
    Screw appropriate . She desired this man so much she would do violence on anyone who told her she couldn’t have him.
    “You’re certifiable.” She tilted her head, inviting him to move that warm mouth down her neck. “But I still want you.”
    More than wanted, she was dying for him. She was on fire, from her head to her toes. As he tugged the small earring on her lobe into his mouth and sucked lightly, she sighed, remembering how he’d pleasured her breasts.
    “I know you do,” he replied, doing what she’d hoped for, pressing those lips to her pulse point. “And I am still a wolf.”
    “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” she muttered. “I guess that’s a good thing. If you were a vampire I’d be in real trouble right now.”
    He lifted his head, looking down at her, passion blazing in his dark eyes. “Maybe you are in real trouble right now.”
    Penny sucked in a deep, excited breath as wanton heat roared through her. “I’m good at being in trouble.”
    He didn’t hesitate, obviously hearing in her voice both an acceptance and a plea. Without warning, he picked her up by the waist, covering her lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
    Penny groaned with pleasure, meeting his tongue, sucking it into her mouth. Wrapping her legs around his hips and her arms around his shoulders, she let everything go except this. This need, this wild hunger. Arousal tripped through her,setting each nerve ending afire until every inch of her burned and sparked.
    Their kisses were consuming, devouring, and Penny felt lightheaded as he carried her to her bedroom. He didn’t drop her onto the bed, but fell onto it with her. Their tongues dueled, wet and rough. She tasted every corner of his mouth, reveling in the flavors of him.
    When his powerful hands moved to the hem of her T-shirt, Penny lifted up to help. Loving the way he had consumed her with his eyes before, she pulled her mouth from his, wanting to see every moment. They shared a deep, panting breath, and she watched him shift his gaze to her body, saw the way his eyes flared and his mouth fell open on a low groan as he tossed the shirt away.
    “I like these,” he admitted hoarsely, reaching to play with the rings on her nipples even as he lowered his mouth to one.
    Penny hissed, stunned at how good it felt. Her breasts had always been sensitive, but this was beyond anything she’d ever experienced. She’d had the piercings done months ago after a breakup. It had been a crazy spur-of-the-moment impulse. Lucas was the first lover she’d had since. The overwhelming pleasure, with the tiniest hint of pain, as he suckled, tweaked and plucked had