Page 12 of Red Fury

Dammit!

He should never have gotten the jump on me. I’m pissed at myself.

“Name?” he barks. “Now!” he adds when I don’t oblige.

“Claire Douglas.”

He laughs. “Don’t be a wiseass. You can tell me your real name; it’s not like I can do much with it.”

I roll my eyes, considering giving him a fake one, but what difference will it make? Who cares if he knows? He’s right about that.

“Shadow.”

“Pretty name.” He eases the knife away from my neck just a smidgen, but still has my wrists in one of his huge hands. I can’t believe how damned strong he is. I can’t so much as move. “It suits you. Why are you here, Draiger? Don’t lie to me.”

I sigh, my eyes moving down his huge-ass body as I try to come up with something plausible. His abs have abs…and his erection could take out an eye, it’s that big.

“What the hell!?” I growl. “What is that?”

He follows my gaze and chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest. “Surely you’ve seen a cock before?”

Heat flames across my cheeks. “Of course I have. Why are you erect? Does putting a knife to the throat of a vulnerable female turn you on?”

“There are no vulnerable females anywhere near here…so don’t even go there, Shadow. And no, I’m not into hurting females… Not if I can help it.”

The threat is clear.

“If you’re not into hurting females, why do you have an erection?” I demand, trying to regain some control over this rapidly deteriorating situation. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

His smile turns predatory. “It’s been a very long time since I’ve had a beautiful female in my bed,” he says, his voice dropping even lower. “You’ll have to forgive my dragon for thinking we might have some fun since you’re pinned underneath me right now.”

Fear spikes through me, though I try hard to hide it. Fury is big. One of the biggest males I’ve ever seen. Even with all my training, I’m not sure I could fight him off if he decided to…hurt me.

“What are you planning to do?” I ask, proud that my voice doesn’t shake. “Are you going to force me to have sex with you?”

He leans in really close, so close I’m sure I can feel his lips against my earlobe. “I’m not into forcing females. That’snothow I roll. I prefer wet and willing… Also, know that if I were ever to fuck a Draiger, she’d have to beg me first. You’d have to beg me, Draiger… long and hard.”

“Never going to happen.”

“Never?” I feel the lightest brush of his lips and goosebumps break out on my body and completely against my will. “Oh, really now.” He lifts slightly, his eyes raking over my body.

Why the hell did I wear such a tight top? Maybe because tight fabric doesn’t snag on items. Maybe because if your clothing is tight, your assailant can’t get a good grip. Tight was the right way to go.

Perhaps I should have worn a bra, though.

“I think you might be lying again, Draiger. Your nipples are telling me another story.”

“Fuck you, Red! I’m not wearing a bra. I hate the damned things. This isn’t for you, asshole.”

He laughs again, the sound shooting straight to my core.

He sniffs. “I like the way you smell…like candy. The hard kind you suck on.”

Suck on.

Lord help me.

“Musky, too. Are you turned on, Draiger? I think you might be.” I watch as he slowly loses concentration, his nose twitching, his pupils dilating. Males are so easy to manipulate.