The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 890

Thalassa attempted to tug her leg free, but it was firmly captured between Lysander’s muscular thighs. The strength in his well-toned legs immobilized her in an instant.

Thalassa had thought the children were still asleep in bed, but now she understood. Lysander must have taken them back to their rooms.

She had been asleep and completely missed it.

The heat radiating from behind her, coupled with the panic of being trapped between Lysander’s legs, set off warning bells in Thalassa’s mind.

Her breath quickened. “Lysander, it’s late.”

“Mmm, I know,” Lysander’s deep voice rumbled in her ear. His nose gently grazed her neck, his warm breath fanning her delicate skin.

This teasing gesture sent a jolt through Thalassa as if she’d been electrocuted. She shivered involuntarily and arched her back like a bow.

“When you’re tense, it’s as if you’re inviting me,” Lysander murmured, his arms circling her as his warm breath continued to flutter against her neck.

His husky voice was thick with danger.

Thalassa felt like a deer caught in a predator’s claws. The predator’s tongue was constantly licking her delicate skin, ready to pounce.

sense of panic and danger

body, “I don’t want to cuddle. I want to

was soft and the undertone

Lysander, it was not a rejection. Instead, her weak voice

of playing hard to get, were impossible to resist.

swallowed, his blood

just a few degrees. Then it won’t be too hot.”

could hear the sound of his swallowing, a signal she was all too familiar with. Her body tingled, her heart skipping a beat in

hand. He reached over and grabbed the remote on the

away and

felt a huge barrier between them. Having not seen Lysander

physical contact with

pulled back into his lean

drawn back into Lysander’s

gasp escaped

do you think you’re going if you’re not going to sleep?” Lysander’s voice was cold,

back against his warm chest, the hardness of his muscles was a constant reminder of the danger

thud echoed in