Dreams of a Dark Warrior

temper?
Redlined.
    Chase stared down at her in confusion. “Hold on tight? What does that mean?”
    “It means that you don’t
touch
my things!” Her leg shot up between his own, her boot connecting with his ballocks.
    “Ah! You fuckin’ bitch!” he yelled, fighting to stay upright. “You’re goin’ to pay for that!” He lumbered forward. “You have no idea what you’re rousing.”
    “Sure I do! A
berserker
.” As she jogged back, she gave a single jerk on her arm, dislocating the same shoulder as yesterday. Before he could reach her, she’d hopped over her bound wrists like a jump rope. “Because that’s what you are!”
    He swung a wild punch.
    She leapt back, dodging his fist by millimeters. While he reeled from the swing-and-miss, she readied for another attack, ramming her shoulder into the side of a bookcase. Her shoulder joint rocked into place with an audible pop.
    Again he charged. She feinted and spun around behind him, swinging her joined fists at his kidney. But the collar made her slower, weaker. He was able to seizeher arm and spin her around with one hand, his other drawn back in a fist.
    She lifted her chin, and Chase hesitated—
    She took advantage, snapping her head forward, knocking him in the Adam’s apple. Then she swooped down, swinging her leg against his ankles, dropping him to his back.
    He shot to his feet, faced off against her. “No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie.” Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her head.
    She ducked and laughed. “That accent you work so hard to hide is coming out! Are ye feckin’ Oirish this time? Eh, boyo?” She leapt atop his desk, punting the side of his head. “Those swords are
mine
! Touch them, and I’ll use ’em to slice off your nutsack! For a coin purse!”
    When she reared back for another kick, he caught her ankle, yanked. She crashed to the floor.
    With a yell, Chase lunged over her, pinning her bound wrists over her head, his hips forcing her thighs apart.
    She felt him harden in a rush, even after she’d battered his balls. “Oh, boy! Little Declan’s excited to see me! Only little Declan’s not little at all. The more things change …”
    When she wriggled beneath him, his jaw slackened, his lids growing heavy. She’d merely meant to tease him, but this heated contact began to affect her as well.
    The enticing ridges of his body, his clean scent, the delicious pressure of his thick shaft against her …
    She gazed up at his steely-gray eyes and found them so familiar.
    Then he shook his head. “Enough! Where do you think you would go if you could best me?”
    “I wasn’t escaping yet.”
    He levered himself up on his elbows. “If not an escape attempt, then what was this?”
    “A warning not to hurt my swag. Or an icebreaker, considering you’re on top of me and we’re both hot and bothered. Now, let’s kiss and make up.”
    The Valkyrie was panting, her breasts pressing against his chest. Her lips were parted, full and beckoning.
    “Kiss
you
?” As he waited for revulsion to seize him, he found himself wondering how she would react. Would she moan into his mouth?
    “It will help you remember me. Kiss me. Come on, you know you want to so bad. You want
me
so bad.”
    “Never.”
Bloody get off her, get away from her.
But he
needed
to be above her like this, to master her, overpower her.
    “Never? That boner of yours just called you a liar.”
    “You little bitch.” He ground it between her legs, wanting to hurt her.
    Lightning struck just outside. Her silvery eyes went wide. “Again.”
    Temptress,
his mind screamed. She was beguiling him—
    She twisted her hips beneath him, rubbing her sex along his length.
    He hissed in a breath, rocking against her in answer.
Christ, it feels so good.
“You’d let me fuck you right here, wouldn’t you? Take you on the floor like a common whore.”
    “Another couple of thrusts like that, Chase, and I’ll have to demand it.” She arched her back.
    Her shirt was riding up, revealing the beginning swell of her breasts. Her nipples were still covered, but they’d puckered against the material.
Want to see them.
    An involuntary thrust of his hips made her breasts bounce, uncovering more glowing skin.
Almost to her nipples.
    His cock was throbbing. When he rocked it between her thighs, the pressure made him grit his teeth with both pleasure and pain. With another couple of thrusts, he’d come atop her; at that moment, he wanted to.
    It’d been ages since