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She fisted his robe and gently tugged hi’s worth a try to make this madness stop"

When they were nose to nose, his breath trickling over her face, his gaze fastened on her lips, she began to ease backward He followed, offering no resistance

"Want to know one of the things I dislike about you?" she asked softly "You know, to help get us started"

He nodded, as if he were too entranced to speak

She decided to push a little faster than anticipated He already seemed ready for more "That you’re not on top of me" Just a little more persuasion, and that would be re would it feel to be that close?"

"Lysander," an unfamiliar female voice suddenly called "Are you here?"

Who the hell? Bianka scowled

Lysander straightened, jerking away from her as if she had just sprouted horns He stepped back, disengaging froer

"Ignore her," she said "We have important business to attend to"

"Lysander?" the woain

Damn her, whoever she was!

His expression cleared, melted to steel "Not another word fro away "You tried to lure me into bed with you I don’t think you meant to make me dislike you at all I think you meant to--" A low snarl erupted froain If you do, I will finally cleave your head from your body"

Well, this battle was clearly over Not one to give up, however, she tried a different strategy "So you’re going to leave again? Coward! Well, go ahead Leave me helpless and bored But you knohat? When I’s happen And next tiht throw myself at you My hands will be all over you You won’t be able to pry round his teeth "Return to your cloud," he threw over his shoulder "I will irl? At her cloud? Alone, private? Oh, hell, no Bianka hadn’t worked him into a frenzy so that someone else could reap the reward

Before she could inform him of that, however, he said, "Give Bianka whatever she wants" Talking to his own cloud, apparently "Anything but escape and aze intensified on her "That should stave off the boredoree to this on the condition that you vow to keep your hands to yourself"

Anything she wanted? She didn’t allow herself to grin, the girl forgotten in the face of this victory "Done"

"And so it is," he said, then spun and stalked fros expanded in a rush, and he disappeared before she could follow But then, there was no need to follow him Not now

He had no idea that he’d just ensured his onfall Whatever she wants, he’d said She laughed She didn’t need to touch hierie to win their next battle She just needed his return

Because then, he would become her prisoner

CHAPTER FIVE

HE’D ALMOST GIVEN IN

Lysander could not believe how quickly he’d allance frootten his purpose It was shameful And yet, it was not shae disappoint before Bianka, breathing in her wicked scent, feeling the heat of her body, all he’d been able to recall was the decadent taste of her He’d wanted loith health, reflecting all those rainbow shards She’d wanted that, too, he was sure of it The lowed

Unless that was a trick? What did he truly knooht She’d known exactly how to entrance him Those naked photos had nearly dropped hi so lovely Her breasts, high and pluhs, fir asked to lie beside her and think of what he disliked about her…both had been temptations, and both had been irresistible

He’d known his resolve was cru and had wanted to rebuild it And how better to rebuild than to ponder all the things he disliked about the woht of what he disliked--things he couldn’t seeht about what he liked about her