Page 73 of Covert Affections (Shadow Agents/PSI-Ops #5)

Chapter Fifty-Five

Lindy

Lindy hovered just inside the doorway of Jesse’s trailer, her gaze fixed on his upper body. She was positive she’d died and gone to hot dude heaven. All she could do now was hope no one figured out she wasn’t worthy and handed her a one-way ticket to hell.

“Kitten?” asked Teresa, the phone still in Lindy’s hand, totally forgotten.

Try as she might, Lindy remained transfixed, unable to tear her gaze from the man before her.

He went still as a statue.

“Lindy?” questioned Teresa, concern filling her voice. “What is happening? Talk to me.”

Lindy didn’t intend to be rude. She really did mean to fill Teresa in on everything, just not right this second.

Right now, she needed to control herself and her darkness, which had zeroed in on Jesse as he stood there holding a T-shirt in one hand, his wet one discarded on the floor not far from where Lindy stood.

One second, Lindy was holding the phone to her ear.

The next thing she knew, she was tossing it aside.

She grabbed for anything she could to ground herself and pull focus.

Do not hurt him!

Turn around!

Leave!

Run!

Move!

Do anything!

Don’t just stand here!

Her body and her darkness ignored her frantic mental state.

Jesse lifted his head slightly and sniffed the air. He took a step in her direction.

She managed to lift a hand fast. “No! Stop! I’m not…not safe to be near.”

Disbelief showed on his face, and he blatantly ignored her plea and continued toward her. Was the man insane? Did he not sense she was on the verge of being his end?

With each step he took toward her, she felt as if someone was pouring gasoline on the flames of her darkness—feeding the beast. Soon it would consume everything in its path.

“Don’t cry, gorgeous,” Jesse said, his voice low and calm, as if he were talking to a jumper who was standing on a high ledge.

Cry?

She touched her cheek, coming away with tears. Her gaze locked on his, and her bottom lip trembled. “S-stay back. Please.”

He dipped his head marginally, lifting his arms, still holding the shirt. He held his hands up in a way meant to placate someone—to show he wasn’t a threat.

There was no calming her down. She was a lethal weapon that was cocked and loaded, and her darkness was aiming directly at him. All he was guilty of was daring to come to her man-meat market. Through no fault of his own, her succubus side had latched onto him, wanting only him.

“Gorgeous,” he whispered, edging closer to her.

Hearing him call her the pet name made her instantly think of her dream.

He’d called her that in it. The muscles in her neck tightened as she tried to get her body to move, to leave, to put distance between herself and the man before her.

The floodgates opened, and a sob tore free from her.

“I’m dangerous. I’ll hurt you. I’m…so sorry. ”

The fool moved even closer, putting him within touching distance.

Did he have a lick of sense in his beautiful head?

He reminded Lindy of herself when it came to Fluffy.

She’d thrown caution to the wind and aided an injured wild animal, one capable of killing her with ease.

Was that what was happening now? Was she the injured wild animal in this scenario?

If only he could magikally heal her, or would she be his end?

He tossed the shirt onto the counter, not far from them. His attention returned to her. “You’re killing me here, gorgeous.”

His choice of wording left a choked sob mixed with a partial laugh bursting free from her.

“I want to hold you, but I’m afraid of scaring you,” he said, his arms up again.

“You? Scare me?” she asked, as if that was the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard. She was the predator here. Not him.

He came just shy of touching her arm.

“Don’t,” she whispered, her entire body starting to shake as she tried to restrain her darkness. “What’s in me will…will destroy everything that touches it.”

Sympathy showed on his handsome face. “It won’t hurt me, and even if it did, I’d die a happy man.”

The guy was crazy. That was the only explanation of his behavior.

She tipped her head back, closing her eyes, fighting with all her might to control the darkness. She whispered to it. “Don’t hurt him. Please. Don’t do this. Don’t use him. I swear to you I’ll go find a warehouse full of hot guys and do them all at once to feed you, just don’t hurt him.”

A deep growl from in front of her left her eyes snapping open, her gaze whipping to Jesse.

“There is no fucking way I’m letting you walk out of here and go use a bunch of men,” he said sharply. “Hell, any other man. Use me. I’m right here. I want the part you’re afraid to show others. I want all of you.”

She shook more.

Jesse was even closer; his entire body coiled with something close to rage. He blinked, and the rage seemed to dissipate instantly. “Let it happen, gorgeous. Let it use me. Just me.”

Lindy wasn’t sure if it was a play of the limited light in the RV or if her darkness had her so far gone that she was seeing things, but for a second, she could have sworn his green eyes had a glow to them.

Like an animal’s eyes at night when light reflected off them.

“You don’t understand what you’re saying… what it is you’re signing up for.”

“I know exactly what I’m saying,” he breathed, his fingers brushing her arm. Concern filled his eyes. “You’re burning up.”

Nodding, she merely stared at him, her attention on the planes of his chest. As she got to the deep V of his hips at the top of his jeans, she realized this wasn’t heaven. It was hell. Temptation was there, in front of her, and if she dared touch it, she’d go up in flames.

He slid his fingers up her arm. “Lindy, what’s wrong? Why are you so hot? Last time, you were ice cold.”

“Last time?” she asked, loving the feel of his barely there touch. It sent her darkness into a dither, and for a second, she thought she’d tackle him.

He cupped her chin lightly, lifting her gaze to meet his. “Gorgeous, focus.”

“I was,” she responded, her voice sounding distant as a ringing started in her ears. “I was focusing on your abs.”

The edges of his mouth curved upward. “As soon as I know you’re all right, I’m happy to get totally naked and let you focus all you want on my abs and any other part of me.”

“Oh God, yes please.” She moaned and bit her lower lip so hard she tasted blood.

Jesse swiped his thumb over her lip, coming away with blood. He licked it off his thumb, his eyes rolling back into his head as he did, a deep purr emanating from him in the process. “Woman, you have no fucking clue how much I want to wreck you right now.”

Lindy swayed, feeling as if she’d pass out or go up in flames.

Jesse grabbed her, steadying her.

“Run,” she said, her voice nothing more than a faint whisper. “I’m evil. My darkness…it craves you.”

“You’re anything but evil, gorgeous. Trust me. I know evil. Worked with it almost daily for decades.” He cupped her face and dipped his head, putting his lips near hers. “Takes a hell of a lot to break me, but seeing you in pain will bring me to my knees. I can help you if you let me in.”

Her breath caught as she thought about just how much she wanted to let him. She nodded. “Yes. Your dick in me. That .”

He let out a shaky laugh. “I want that more than you’ll ever know, but first, I need you to tell me what’s wrong. Why are you this hot?”

She’d spent years protecting her secret, letting only a few people know the truth. Yet in that moment, his safety outweighed her need to hide what she was. “I’m not human.”

“This is from that?” he asked, and she wondered if he heard her right.

Maybe he was in shock. That’s why her words weren’t landing. Normal people would freak out at her confession or laugh at her, not look at her like they were fine alone with her.

“You were cold before,” he said.

Her brow knit. “Before?”

“We have a lot to talk about,” Jesse stated, his lips still close to hers. “Right now, let’s give you what you need.”

“Are you insane?”

He snorted. “I’ve asked myself that more than once in my life.”

“And what was the answer?” she asked, her darkness beating at her, the ringing in her ears increasing.

“What answer gets you naked, and your thighs wrapped around my head?”

Unable to control her darkness any longer, Lindy went to her tiptoes and pressed her mouth to Jesse’s. Fire shot through her as his tongue met hers. Her mind screamed at her to break the kiss, to run, to get the hell away from him for his own sake. Instead, she deepened the kiss.

All reason, all sanity left her as Jesse growled against her mouth. Her palms were suddenly on his torso, headed for the top of his jeans.

Jesse’s hands moved to just under the hem of her wet shirt. He had it up and over her bra-covered breasts when she broke the kiss.

“I’ll hurt you,” she warned. “I killed Robert.”

His gaze flickered again, as if glowing for a fraction of a second. “Well then, let me be the first to say, you’re a super shitty murderer seeing as how that prick was on me to move my trailer like an hour ago and looked very un-dead to me.”

How could he joke at a time like this?

His life was on the line.

The tears gave way, streaming down her face rapidly. “I want you too much. What is in me hungers for you.”

“Then we’re going to give it what it wants, gorgeous,” he said with a calmness she didn’t possess. “I swear to you, you will not hurt me.”

“You can’t know that,” she said.

He locked gazes with her. “I can.”

“How?”

“Because we’ve already had sex,” he said, and she’d have laughed if she had enough control over her darkness to find any of this funny. “It already fed from me, and it didn’t drain me. It didn’t hurt me at all. It left me feeling better than I’ve felt in my entire life.”

“We never had sex.”

“It wasn’t a dream, gorgeous,” he said. “I was there—in your room. We had sex. Amazing fucking sex.”

The dream was real?

And how did he even know about it if it wasn’t real?

The knowledge settled over her as her darkness broke free. She was powerless to stop it as it reared up. It wanted him and was tired of being told no by her. Lindy thrust him backward as she yanked her wet shirt over her head and cast it aside.

Jesse tumbled backward, taking Lindy with him.

He fell partially onto the kitchenette and then onto the floor.

She landed on him, their mouths finding one another instantly.

They yanked at one another’s clothing, undressing in a frenzy.

When they were finally naked, Jesse was on his back and Lindy was above him.

She stared down at him before giving in to the urge to dip her head and lick his collarbone to start.

He shuddered, his hand moving up and into the back of her long hair. “Lindy.”

She licked him more, sliding her tongue down the sculpted ridges of his torso to his abdomen.

Jesse sucked in a sharp breath. “Gorgeous.”

She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and pumped it as memories from her dream collided with the here and now.

She wasn’t sure how it was he’d come to be in her bedroom nearly a week ago or how everything had happened.

She clung to the hope that he was being truthful, that the dream was real, and that she hadn’t harmed him while feeding from him.

His head fell back against the floor of the RV with a thump, every muscle in his body going rigid as she pumped his cock. “That’s it, gorgeous. Stroke it like you own it.”

“Mine,” she whispered, her darkness riding her every move and stealing her thoughts.

Jesse nodded, lifting her hair and holding it as she continued to work his dick with her hand. “All yours, gorgeous.”

She lowered her head, taking his cock into her mouth.

He hissed, his fingers tightening in her hair. “Fuck, gorgeous.”

Lindy took him deeper in her mouth until he hit the back of her throat, and she fought against gagging. She wrapped her hand around the rest of his exposed thick shaft. She worked it as she moved her head up and down.

She moaned around him, dragging a growl from him. The sexual energy he was giving off poured into her. Lindy’s darkness drank him in. He was thick, hot, and hard in her mouth. Her jaw ached, but in the best possible way as she continued bobbing her head up and down on him.

He pumped his hips slowly to start, but the longer that she went, the more his pace increased. His entire body was tight beneath her. She needed his release—needed to feed from it.

He tugged at her hair. “Get on me, Lindy. Ride my cock.”

She kept sucking, her darkness desperate for his orgasm.

He tightened his grip on her hair. “Enough. I’m going to come.”

She sucked to the point she slurped.

He dragged her mouth off him, his green gaze burning into her. “Keep that up and I’ll come.”

“Yes,” she said, her tongue darting out and over the tip of his dick.

He jerked, his jaw going slack.

She pumped his cock more as her darkness surged. Her power spilled into him, and he stopped trying to keep her mouth off his cock. He pushed up and into her mouth with a long groan.

She smiled as best she could and returned to what she had been doing. His cock twitched a second before liquid warmth filled her mouth, coating the back of her throat. She swallowed, drinking him down, her darkness taking it all in.

He jerked and let out a shaky breath. “I take it all back. You absolutely did kill me.”

With the edge off her hunger, Lindy gained more control. She pulled her mouth off his cock and kissed the tip.

He trembled, his jaw slack once again.

She couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“You think that’s funny, do you?” he asked, his deep voice exciting her.

“I do.”

His hand, which was still in her hair, tugged, pulling her up the length of him.

When her mouth was near his, he waggled his brows and stole a kiss.

He released her hair, kissing her deeper.

Next she knew, his hands were going to her thighs and then under them.

With strength she’d never seen before, he lifted her up his body, remaining on his back until she was straddling his face.