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.

of panic and danger was lethal.

don’t want to cuddle. I want to sleep.

was soft and the undertone of her words held

not a rejection. Instead, her weak voice was more

moans of a woman, the allure of playing hard to get,

blood

it down just a few degrees. Then it won’t

swallowing, a signal she was all too familiar with. Her body tingled, her heart

over and grabbed the remote on the bedside table and turned down

away and create some

death, Thalassa had felt a huge barrier between them. Having not seen Lysander for some

couldn’t handle any physical contact with

lean arms. Lysander’s strong hand circled her slender waist and pulled her

easily drawn back into

escaped her lips.

you’re not going to sleep?”

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