The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

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.

and

want to cuddle. I want to sleep. It’s too

the undertone of her words

rejection. Instead, her weak voice was more

woman, the allure of playing hard

his blood

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

was all too familiar

and grabbed the remote on the bedside table and turned down

move away and create some distance between

barrier between them. Having not seen Lysander for some

handle any physical contact

pulled back into his lean arms.

back into Lysander’s

escaped

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

hardness of his muscles was a constant reminder of the danger behind her. She could even feel the strong