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He carried her into the room, his body protectively
curled around hers. Even if someone saw them
he doubted they would be able to recall what
the woman he carried looked like. They might
remember a man dressed in black, though, and
even that little bit of information could lead
to suspicion. He calculated they could hide
here for about eight to ten hours before their
position would be located. Just enough time
to get cleaned up and even rest a little. At
least, for her. He would have to stay awake
and stand guard.
When he laid Jessie out on the bed she stirred
and stretched, causing her t-shirt to ride up
her belly and reveal the taut, smooth planes
of her torso—from the sexy indentation
of her small waist to the enticing dip of her
belly button. He remembered how sensitive she
was there. When he swirled his tongue around
and into that spot she went wild. He’d
never thought of that as an especially erogenous
zone, but on her it was. Unable to resist, Noah
reached down and brushed his fingertips around
her belly, skimming across her most sensitive
areas.
A soft sigh escaped her lips and she shifted
around on the bed but stayed asleep. The ache
to remove her clothes and taste every sweet
inch of her overwhelmed him. With a reluctant
groan he forced himself away from the bed and
into the adjoining bathroom before he did something
they would both regret. After he turned on the
hot water, he stood in front of the mirror and
stripped off his clothes. He glanced briefly
at the scars scattered across his chest and
arms. He didn’t even notice them much
these days, they were part and parcel with his
job.
His job.
He nearly choked on that thought. Who in their
right mind considered demon hunting a regular
job? Or even an irregular job? He rubbed his
hands back and forth over his face. For him
it was a compulsion he couldn’t control.
He’d seen too much, used magick he wasn’t
supposed to, and wondered almost every day if
it would be his last. It was that thought that
made him a force to be reckoned with. He chuckled
to himself as he turned the water in the shower
to a nice hot temperature. His last few demon
encounters had apparently left him with a bit
of a reputation. Normally having the assholes
running scared would be a really good thing,
but the target wasn’t just on his back
anymore, not if they found him with her.
He stepped under the hot spray and looked directly
into the stream, letting the hot water rinse
away the grime and sweat from his face. When
Jessica had left, he never expected to see her
again, especially not on a rescue mission. Thinking
about Jessie had him hard as a rock, a situation
he was going to have to resolve on his own.
He palmed his thick cock, running his fingers
along the veined underside to the engorged tip,
thinking about her underneath him with her hands
bound above her head. He thought of the pink
glow of her ass after he’d spanked her.
When a moan escaped his lips, Noah clamped down
on his jaw, making sure he kept himself under
control.
