Lora_Leigh_Bound_Hearts_4_Wicked_Intent[1].pdf (5 page)

The hard throb of ownership in his voice sent tremors of excitement racing up her

spine even as a firestorm of fury raced through her blood veins. But it was his words

that shocked her. He had felt that? They could sense what the other felt? That

information she would use later; for now, she had Lucian’s attitude to deal with.

He was taller than her by quite a bit. Her head barely reached his upper chest, so

she was forced to tilt her head back as she allowed smug disdain to fill her expression.

“Do you really think you can control me with sex, Lucian?” she asked him, her

voice cold, filled with loathing. “Do I really appear to be such a twit that all you have to

do is fuck me to handle me? You have another think coming.” She punctuated her

words with a forceful jab of her finger into his hard, muscular chest. “No one handles

me. No man controls me. Not now. Not ever.”

He glanced down at her finger. Slowly. A second later his gaze speared into hers

once again.

“I’ll control you, Tally,” he told her, the tone of his voice whispering of a sexual

dominance, an excitement she had only imagined before. “We’ll control you, and I

promise you, when we do, you’ll beg for it.”

Her lip curled as a snarl begged to be free. In her life, she could never remember

being so furious, so intent on slapping a man to his knees as she was now. And she

would have. She could have. If only she could force the required words past her lips.

Her repertoire of cutting phrases refused to come to mind now.

32

Wicked Intent

“And you’ll learn just how quickly your own arrogance will kick your ass,” she

informed him coldly before spinning away and stalking to the door. “Stay the hell out

of my file cabinet or do the damned filing yourself. Your choice. I won’t warn you

again.”

“Tally.”

She stopped at the door, turning back to him slowly, fighting the compulsion to go

to him, to give him what he needed, what they both wanted.

“You’re not fighting me, baby, or Dev. You’re fighting yourself. And I think you’re

smart enough to see that.”

“You’re wrong,” she told him softly. “Now, I just left Tweedle Dee in the park with

my kneecap imprinted on his balls. Keep fucking with me, and I’ll slam yours up your

throat. I’m going back to work now.” She gave the information, pretending she had

missed his earlier admission. Revenge was best dealt in surprise, she chuckled to

herself.

She swept from the room before he could respond, before she could glimpse any

knowledge or emotion in his expression. She had a job to do. A job she enjoyed, and she

needed to remember that. Even if Lucian and Dev refused to. And she had revenge to

plan. An exacting, satisfying revenge before her fury ended in bloodshed.

33

Lora Leigh

Planning her revenge took a day or two. Tally knew it wouldn’t be easy to separate

them, nor would it be easy to convince the other to go along with her. Especially as

furious as they had known she was. But she managed it.

Two days later, as Lucian was settling down to a meeting with several military

liaisons, Tally picked up a file she had held back the day before and walked into Dev’s

office, careful to keep her hand behind her back as she turned the small locking

mechanism on the door knob that would automatically secure the door.

“I need you to sign these, Dev,” she told him briskly as she walked over to his desk

and moved behind it as though she had no qualms at all in being so near him.

She laid the file on the desk in front of him, opened it and straightened as she

turned to look at him.

He didn’t appear interested at all in the papers laid out before him. He was more

interested in the fact that several buttons had slid free on her royal blue linen shirt.

“You’ve been in the files again,” he said softly as she glanced down. She knew that

was what he would believe. Both brothers, it seemed, immensely enjoyed the fact that

the file cabinets managed to strain her blouses until the top buttons slipped their

moorings.

She sighed with false impatience. “Of course. Isn’t that the purpose of making me

do your filing now? Perhaps you should be the one to button my blouses when it

happens.”

A grin tugged at his lips. He shouldn’t be so damned sexy and rakish looking when

he smiled like that, she thought, deeply perturbed by it.

34

Wicked Intent

“I would be more than willing,” he promised her silkily as he swiveled the chair

around to face her and patted his lap. “Sit down here, baby, and let me see what I can

do about that pretty blouse.”

She knew he expected her to kick his teeth in for the offer, but rather she sat down

sedately on his thigh, staring into his surprised expression with an innocent smile.

“Like this?” she whispered seductively, her body turning into his as one arm came

around her back.

“What are you up to?” There was a flicker of suspicion in the jade depths of his

gaze as he watched her.

“Me?” she asked him, her eyes narrowing in false anger as she watched him

carefully. “Really, Dev. You offered. But if you would prefer not to.” She shrugged her

shoulders as she moved to rise, aware that he would catch a glimpse of seductive sheer

lace beneath the edges of her bra.

“Now, I didn’t say no.” His arm curved around her back, holding her in place. “I

was just questioning your motives, baby. You haven’t exactly been eager to play here

lately.”

She would have laughed if she weren’t so determined now.

“Well really, Dev,” she snapped. “The two of you together can be rather

intimidating. It’s enough to make even the most jaded of us wary.”

She injected just the right amount of irritation and watched with silent glee as his

gaze darkened reflectively.

He sighed, shaking his head slowly. “Why don’t I trust you, Tally?”

She smiled innocently, blinking up at him with a rare display of charm. She could

be charming when she wanted to be. She had done so often in the past.

“Because your balls still carry the imprint of my knee cap?” she asked wickedly.

He chuckled, relaxing marginally. “That could be it.” His hands gripped her waist.

“If you’re serious about the blouse, come here where I can get to you.”

35

Lora Leigh

Now how did he manage that? Tally was staring down at him in shock seconds

later as she sat on the edge of the desk, her bare buttocks meeting the cool wood as her

skirt pooled along the desk around her.

“Sneaky.” There was a vein of grudging respect in her tone. It had been done so

smoothly she was unaware of his hands sliding her skirt up her legs as he lifted her.

“Thank you. I thought you would appreciate the move.” He chuckled wickedly as

he moved closer. “Let’s see about these buttons now.”

Another came undone.

Tally frowned down at him darkly, though silently she crowed in triumph.

“Wrong way, Conover.” She allowed her voice to become breathless, the arousal

that was ever-present around them to glitter in her gaze.

“Really?” Another came undone. “Are you sure?”

He watched her, gauging her, testing her. She allowed a cool smile of confidence to

shape her lips.

“You wouldn’t dare. Lucian would be very put out,” she warned him softly.

“Would he?” he asked her. “Is he busy right now?”

She frowned as though not certain. “He was going over contracts before I came in

here. Why?”

She pretended ignorance. She was good at that when she needed to be. But if what

Lucian had said after her little escapade in the park with Dev was true, then he would

feel every touch his brother knew. Tally was going to make certain he felt quite a few

touches in the next few minutes.

“Just curious.” He cleared his throat, another button falling victim to his fingers as

he pulled the material from the waistband of her skirt. “So, Tally, how much are you

wanting to play this afternoon?” he asked her curiously.

“I don’t know, Devril.” She smiled slowly, seductively. “How much control do you

think you have?”

36

Wicked Intent

He lifted one dark eyebrow mockingly. “Do your worst, baby.”

Ohh, a dare. She smiled slowly, her tongue peeking out to lick her lips as she

shrugged her shirt from her shoulders, slid from the desktop and straddled one hard,

male thigh.

“My worst, huh?” she asked him curiously as she leaned close, her knee pressing,

but exerting no pressure to the sensitive area she had nearly abused before.

He cleared his throat. “Pleasure-wise.”

“Of course.” Her fingers went to his shirt, buttons loosening with each breath he

took as she leaned forward and allowed her tongue to rim his lips. “Only pleasure,

Devril. For now…”

* * * * *

Lucian tensed. Son of a bitch. It was all he could do not to curse aloud as he tried to

follow the conversation between Jesse and the General regarding the new military

contract they were being offered.

He could feel her. What the hell was Dev doing? He knew better than this. He knew

not to allow that little vixen around him alone during business hours. But somehow the

conniving little witch had managed to convince him otherwise. And Lucian was stuck.

There wasn’t a chance in hell of escaping the meeting, and no way to stop what he

knew was coming.

He felt her kiss, that tempting tongue first rimming the lips then sliding softly,

easily, into Dev’s mouth. Heat surged through his body as his cock responded

immediately. Hard, demanding, it strained against his slacks as he suffered through the

impression of a feast of lips, tongues and breathless moans. Damn them, he was going

to kill them both.

37

Lora Leigh

He fought to control his breathing. It wouldn’t do to be panting in front of a

General, a Senator, a military contractor and, worst of all, Jesse. But he could feel the

perspiration gathering on his forehead, the heat whipping through his system.

Where was telepathy when a twin needed it? Unfortunately, that wasn’t a bond he

and Dev had ever developed.

Jesse had warned him about Tally. Warned him to never, ever let her suspect the

weakness the two men shared. When she had stomped into his office from the park, he

had a feeling he had done just that with his hastily spoken words. Now, he was paying

for it.

The sensation of hot lips moved down his neck, his chest. Teasing fingers ran along

the length of his cock, then farther down, rasping the tightening scrotum before

caressing the sensitive flesh just behind it. He was going crazy.

Even worse though, he sensed the feel of her soft flesh against his fingertips. Hard

nipples surrounded by little gold bands. Slick, fiery heat as two fingers pushed slowly

inside her tight pussy. His fist clenched as he fought for control and prayed he could

hold out against the exquisite pleasure. Coming in the middle of a business meeting

wasn’t acceptable. But he had a feeling Tally was pushing just for that.

“You okay, Luc?” General Mornay watched him closely for long seconds as Lucian

fought to clear the dazed pleasure from his mind.

“Fine, General.” He cleared his throat, glancing at Jesse for help. Was he supposed

to be contributing here?

Jesse gave him an odd look before turning to the General, thankfully with an

explanation to whatever question he had asked.

Lucian’s thighs tightened; his whole body screamed with the need for release as the

impression of a hot, moist mouth surrounded the head of his blazing erection. Sweet

Heaven, he prayed, he was not going to survive this. It wasn’t possible.

He could feel sweat gathering at his temples now, a rivulet running down the side

of his face and didn’t dare move to wipe it away. His hands were shaking as his palms

38

Wicked Intent

heated with the feel of her silky hair gliding over them, his fingers clenching as Dev’s

tightened, holding her mouth on his cock, torturing Lucian with the feel of it.

He stared around the room wildly, his gaze finally connecting once again with

Jesse’s and he knew then he would kill Tally. Jesse stared at him for a second, confused,

then with slowly dawning awareness of what must be going on. There were few people

who knew of the bond Lucian and Devril shared. Jesse was one of them. And if the

gleam of evil amusement was anything to go by, Lucian was getting ready to pay for

baiting the other man months before while Terrie had obviously been getting right

friendly beneath Jesse’s desk.

“Lucian has been working extensively on this project, gentlemen,” Jesse said matter