I reach out, taking her hand again, and this time I bring it to my mouth, kissing her palm. “The thought crossed my mind. But I was afraid a few of the old guys might fall over dead from seeing a beauty like you laid out naked. And besides, I don’t show off what’s mine.”

“Yours?” The tone of her voice is irritated, but she doesn’t pull her hand away from my lips.

“Mine.” I growl the word and slide my teeth over her wrist. I feel her heartbeat pick ...