Sold To the Grizzly Don (Alcee and Bruno) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Alece was surprised by the way Torg was hungrily kissing her, but she was eagerly responding to his demanding lips. Her mouth parted and her Tongar met his as he hiked her up in his arms, forcing her legs around his waist. Her hands wound around his neck, digging into his hair as she tilted her head to one side and his lips slanted hack and forth across hers while his nose smashed against her face.

“So, fucking sexy,” he growled against her mouth. “I wish to fuck we didn’t have a houseful of people, the kid, the dog and probably some of my security home right now because 1 think I’d pound you into the walls until you screamed the place down.”

She was breathless, gasping in his air and pulling it into her lungs, “I think I’d let you. Holy shit, where did this come from?”

“You telling my sister about how you’d kill a man,” he snarled as he pulled her bottom lip between his and sucked on it. “You’re so strong and brave and it makes my dick want to leap right into your panties. His hand slipped up the back of her t–shirt pressing her chest to his.

y kiss.

“When you pick me up like this,” she ground her hips against him, “my panties barely exist.” She yanked his head back for another hungry “Damn it Torg, we need to stop,”

“Do we?” he gave a laugh, “I bet I can get us both off before Lorita is done getting changed”

“So much of me wants to take that bet,” she was a breath away from his mouth and closing the gap

Then the sound of Antero calling them and coming into the bedroom made Torq drop her to her feet and turn away from the open door of her closet. She was adjusting her top aware Torq was trying valiantly to hide the erection she’d felt pressed against her not ten seconds before.

“What’s taking so long?” Antero barged into the room with Avalanche at his feet. “Nonna is singing out there. It’s weird.”

*1 see.” Alcee cleared her throat and frowned, “what is she singing about?” She reached for a pair of yoga pants and noted Torq’s fists clenching at his sides as if in distress. She snickered.

“Dad, why do you look like you need to fart?”

“Ant,” Alece hissed at him. “Go back to the kitchen, we’ll be right out.”

“But Avalanche needs to go pee I think. She was doing the sniffing thing again.”

“I’ll take her,” Torq grunted, “the guys were supposed to add a dog space to the rooftop today. I’ll be back.” He whistled at the dog to follow him.

“I want to come.” Ant called out.

“Me too.” Alcer muttered under her breath not even close to meaning the same thing he did. Torg caught her mumbling, and his laugh made her lips twitch.

*Later, my love, later,” he shot her a wink, adjusted

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trousers, and took off with the dog.

“But really Dad, did Mom punch you or something. You look like you have a tummy ache, Antero continued badgering his father as they left the room and Alcee couldn’t help but snicker.

The man was cockblocked by his mini–me and was walking crooked as a result,

She quickly finished getting ready and then made her way back to the kitchen. She noted Cicciu was gone and realized he went with Torq and Antero to the dog space.

After washing her hands at the sink she looked at Brunella, “what can I do to help?”

Brunella seemed surprised by the question, “do you want to help?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want to help.” Alcee grinned at her.

“Lorita would rather chew her own fingers than to cook with me.”

Alcee shrugged, “my Nonna, always brought me into her kitchen. I haven’t seen her in many years

“Why not?”

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