Lured (Team Zero #1) by Rina Kent

I wrap my arms around his neck. My fingers thread into his hair as I meet his passion with my insatiable one.

When he pulls away, I’m panting for breath. I’m so glad he’s carrying me. My legs wouldn’t have held me.

“That’s why.” His dark, gleaming eyes dissect my soul and put it on freaking display with a big ‘Under Dominic’s Spell’ sign on it.

I don’t even care anymore.

He nibbles on my earlobe, sending sparks of pleasure between my thighs. His slight scruff heightens my awareness of him.

With one last nibble, he squeezes my ass cheek and meets my gaze. “I deserve this much for preparing your breakfast every day.”

“I’m sure we can work out something more.” I pant, eyeing his lips. “I mean, you’re such a magnificent chef.”

His mouth hovers over mine and his cool breath tickles my lips. He’s a fraction away from kissing me, but he continues being a damn tease. “What would you reward me with?”

“Anything you want,” I croak, eyeing his lips.

He leans even closer until his head-turning scent is all I breathe, but he still doesn’t freaking kiss me.

“Anything?”

My head bobs up and down. I’m apparently unable to form words anymore.

He hums, about to say something, but I cut him off.

“Oh, la ferme, Dom.” I seal my lips to his. Soon after, my urgency is met by Dominic’s uncontrollable one.

His tongue dives in and breath knocks out of my lungs. My toes curl, and shocks of desire ripple through me.

It’s terrifying how much my body comes alive in his arms. If I leave, I don’t think I can survive the withdrawal.

Still kissing me senseless, Dominic carries me to the bedroom in a few long strides. Once I’m on the bed, he crawls atop of me and kisses his way down my jaw to my earlobe and collarbone with maddened urgency. He sucks and nibbles and drives me crazy.

My nipples peak and tighten. Even though the towel is soft, they almost hurt with so much tension.

His fingers find the edge of the towel and he rasps, “Let’s get rid of this distracting thing.”

“Distracting?” I barely manage.

“I couldn’t even have a proper breakfast because of this.”

Before I can lament in the meaning behind that, Dominic rips the towel open so I’m lying stark naked in front of him.

Fierce hunger darkens the brown of his eyes as they rake over every inch of skin. My body hums to life and the inside of my thighs throbs. I’m so wet, I think he sees it.

He’s always had this effect on me. And not only physically. He stimulates my mind, heart, and body all the damn time. There’s no dull moment with him.

Dominic uses the towel to wrap my wrists over my head to the bedpost. I’m completely under his mercy. He spreads my thighs and settles between them. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Cam.”

The deep sincerity on his face coupled with my own emotions is the death of me. I deviate my head to capture his lips. I roll my hips so he’ll feel my urgency, too. A rustle of clothes sounds as he fiddles with his boxer briefs before his erection teases at my entrance.

“I want to spank your arse red, but I fucking need inside you, baby girl.”

He slams into me in one delicious, deep thrust. I cry out against his mouth and hold onto the bedpost.

Since I’m ready, Dominic doesn’t give me time to adjust. He finds his rhythm in a beat. He pounds into me so roughly and brutally, the way we both like it. The way we both crave it. The mattress and our bodies shift with the hardness of each thrust.

It’s wild and untamed and so out of fucking control. And I’m so close to the edge. It’s insane how much he’s so compatible with my unhinged sexual preferences – that I only discovered with him.

He pulls out, almost completely, and then slams in again. Stars form behind my eyelids. My head rolls back in a wordless cry. I make helpless sounds that resemble moans and whimpers but are more intense.

“You like that, Cam?” He grunts.

I nod frantically. I’m so, so close.

He wraps a hand around my throat and slams again. This time, I shatter all around him. A quiver goes through my body as I come apart. It takes Dominic a few more thrusts before he curses. His back muscles turn rigid. He growls as warmth fills my insides.

We lie in there with him still seated deep inside me. Our heavy breaths are the only sound in the room.

Dominic undoes my binding and strokes my inner wrists even though the towel is soft.

I feel so pleased and in a stupid dopamine halo. Maybe, just maybe, that’s why I say, “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

Then, I freak out. Some sense goes back to my brain which is being thoroughly manipulated by Dominic. I’m about to negate what I said. Become defensive. Tell him it’s all because of the sex spell.

I don’t get a chance.

Dominic flips us so he’s on his back and I’m on top of him. He says in hot words against my ear, “Don’t go back to France. Stay with me.”





Chapter Twenty-One





“Ambush him. Now.”

It’s time for Dominic to submit.





Chapter Twenty-Two





True to his word, Dominic takes me all over London.

We stroll in Hyde Park and even have ice cream – or I do. Dominic just watches while shaking his head as the ultimate ice cream terrorist. I mean, who hates ice cream?