Page 4 of Enter the Lair
Her quiet assent cut deep.His cat growled.
Devon did, something he hadn’t done in decades.“I’m sorry.”
When she shrugged her shoulders, remaining quiet, he kneeled beside the tub.“Why did you become a cop?”
She paused for some time before she answered.“I had two best friends.Rachael and Gerry.We did everything together.School, shopping, and shooting.”Devon raised his eyebrows.“We both know I don’t come from a conventional family, but neither did Racheal nor Gerry.”She moved the bubbles with her hand.“Gerry and I come from wealthy families, but Racheal was an orphan.She was brilliant.She skipped grades in high school and graduated when I was a freshman.She’s two years younger than me.”
“Impressive.How did you become friends if you weren’t in her classes?”
“She was being bullied at school.A group of kids were shoving her around.I intervened.”
“You beat up a group of girls?”
“The girls ran away.I beat up the boys.”
Devon growled.“Boys fought you?”He didn’t care how old they were.There was no excuse for hurting a girl.
“They tried.You know who I grew up with.I was taking self-defense courses before I was five.”She seemed amused by his anger.
“That’s too young.You should have been playing with dolls and learning family values.”He tried to forget his childhood.Not because it was bad.It was good, unfettered by the harsh realities of the world.He’d been brought up in a loving beautiful home by amazing parents and protective brothers.The lies didn’t come until later.
She smiled sadly.“That’s a beautiful fantasy.If I ever have children, that’s what I’d want for them.”
He couldn’t stop himself.He leaned in and kissed her.His tongue flicked gently along the seam of her lips until she opened them.He fought the urgency to dominate her.Claim her.His arm went into the water and around her back pulling her closer to him.His cat sent him an image of a claw extending from his finger to cut her bra strap.The cat understood in order to get his mate, the humans had to bond first.It wanted that to happen now.It didn’t understand what Devon was waiting for.His mate was warm, beautiful and in his arms.It sent another image.Devon increased the pressure on Sarah’s mouth.
She pushed his chest.“Wait.”
He reluctantly pulled back.“I want you.”
He saw the uncertainty in her eyes.“I’m...flattered really.I shouldn’t have kissed you back.I’m sorry.”
“You shouldn’t be sorry.You should be turned on and in bed with me.”Devon hated lies he preferred to state the facts.
“I’ve had enough of men telling me how I should feel, thank you,” she huffed.She sighed.“Look.You’ve been wonderful to me.You carried me over four miles.I am grateful.I can understand if you feel compensation is...”
“Compensation.Are you fucking kidding?What kind of man do you think I am?Get dressed.”He strode from the bathroom, furious.She wasn’t kidding.She expected he wanted something from her, simply for helping her.What kind of fucked up world did she grow up in?He’d been distracted by her body, a mistake he wouldn’t make again.
Sarah emerged from the bathroom in a white terrycloth robe.Her hair was tied up in a towel so he still didn’t know how long it was.Curiosity was a common trait in his species.“Take off the towel.”
She looked embarrassed.“Why?No, it’s wet.”
“I want to see your hair.”He reached for the towel, but she blocked his arm.
“You know you’re not supposed to say everything that pops into your head, right?It’s called a filter.”
“It worked perfectly for the last twenty years.I believe you broke it.”He pulled the towel.
Sarah’s hair tumbled below her waist.It was magnificent.Natural waves of blonde silk reflected the midday sun as it shone into the small room.“I can’t believe you just did that,” she said, irritated.
His tone grew serious.“I will undoubtedly do a lot of things you can’t believe.”
She eyed him, unsure of his comment.“I’m not having sex with you, Devon.”
He smiled and brought her body close to his.He tipped her neck back when he spoke.“Wewillhave sex.WewillFuck.We will do things you can’t possibly imagine.Then, Sarah, you will beg me for more.”His lips closed on hers.
CHAPTER2
Heat seared down Sarah’s spine as Devon’s lips devoured hers.His hands held her neck.Though his grip was loose, nothing could have moved her.His tongue was gentle.Demanding.Insatiable.She fought the lust threatening to consume her.His kisses, a drug she could easily become addicted to.