The Man with the Knot – Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
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“But I’m not supposed to leave the resort,” Morgan points out and plants her hands on her hips. She raises an eyebrow at me.

I grin at her challenge. “My people made those rules, so we get to break them. I’ll meet you at the hotel entrance. We’ll get you off the grounds, just wait and see.”

She giggles.

“Okay, it’s a date then.”

I’m already feeling lighter now that we’ve agreed to see each other at least once more. “Good.”

And if something more comes of it… But I quell the thought, vowing not to use Morgan’s tight body, even if it kills me.

The curvy girl’s expression turns thoughtful. “Brax,” she says my name softly. “What if we end up really liking each other?” she asks, her voice small. “What then?”

I shake my head, refusing to go down that road. “Let’s go on a date, and see what happens first, Morgan. One step at a time.”

She steps closer, folding herself into my body with a familiar ease. “Hmm. Too late, because I already know I like you.”

With that, she gently presses her lips against mine.

“Until tomorrow, Brax,” she whispers. “I’ll see you then.”

I watch her hips sway as she breaks away and walks up the small sandy hill leading to the resort. Her curls blow wildly in the cool evening breeze, and she turns once to wave. I wave back and don’t stop watching her until I see her silhouette outlined against the distant hotel lights. Only then do I turn around and head toward my own part of the island.

What happened? I berate myself as I trek slowly across the beach. Did I even say goodbye? I let the waves hit my legs, centering me even as my mind runs in circles.

“Fuck,” I mutter into the star-lit darkness.

Morgan handled the whole situation with the community council with much more openness than I thought an outsider would. In fact, I’d half-expected her to run away from the sight of my brothers and their cocks.

Instead, she had been curious, a little hesitant, and overall intrigued by my lifestyle.

So why am I pushing against getting to know her, then?

I stop and stare at the sea, wishing that Morgan were still at my side.

“I know, I know,” I say to the vastness before me. “Falling for her is too easy.”

Hell, I’ve already started having feelings toward her.

But letting her go… that’s another story entirely.

8

Morgan

The moonlit terrace is the perfect place for a romantic evening cocktail. The champagne is the perfect temperature. My slinky silk sundress is the perfect outfit choice with its thin spaghetti straps and sexy sweetheart neckline. In fact, it’s the perfect outfit for Valentine’s, seeing that it’s a flattering shade of pink.

So why am I so nervous?

I know I’m attracted to Brax—it’s nearly impossible not to be.

I observe the alpha male as he sits across from me, his eyes scanning the sea and the horizon beyond it.

His ocean blue shirt makes his eyes pop even more against his bronzed skin. His hair is swept back in an effortless manner, like he’s just gone for a swim, and the salty water adds a sexy tousle that’s relaxed and casual. His body ripples with every move, emphasizing that powerful musculature.

Yeah, he’s hot.

But that still doesn’t fully explain my nerves.

If I’m being honest with myself, I know that I like Brax for more than his physical attributes.

He’s wolfish and assertive, but at the same time, he’s gentle with me. It’s a heady combination, and I’m not sure I’m ready for the slew of emotions that are already building up in my chest.

And after our miscommunication last night, I spent most of the day poolside, worrying that I might already be in over my head. The idea that Brax was rejecting me sent me into a tizzy, so why did I even agree to this date, knowing that my heart might suffer harm?

I shake my head. I’m crazy. That’s the only answer. But am I crazy by sticking myself out there, or am I going crazy falling for this guy? A tiny sigh escapes my lips.

“What is it?” Brax asks, leaning across the table toward me. He takes my hand in his and I practically swoon.

“It’s a bit embarrassing,” I admit, not sure if I want to let him into the strange innerworkings of my mind.

Brax gives my hand a gentle squeeze. “Come on, Morgan. Tell me. That’s the whole point of tonight, to learn a little more about one another.”

I sigh and then offer him a slight smile. “I can’t believe I met you.”

He chuckles but doesn’t let go of my hand. “Is that good or bad?”

I laugh, the atmosphere growing light.

“Good, of course!”

He grins and then goes serious.

“I feel the same. It’s unexpected.”

“Oh? You mean you’ve never met a random woman on your beach before?” I ask teasingly. At the same time, I’m suddenly worried that Brax might make a game of wooing lonely female tourists. Is that a thing? Is this an elaborate scam?


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