AH2 Enslave Me Sweetly by Gena Showalter

AH2 Enslave Me Sweetly by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
ISBN: 9780743497503
Published: 2006-06-05T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter

15

Why the hell aren’t you in your apartment?” a rough, infuriated voice growled.

I came awake instantly. I lay in bed—my new, wheelbarrow-shaped bed at Claudia’s home. I wore a thin tank and equally thin sleep pants. A soft yellow cover draped my lower half. Agent Luc slept peacefully on the floor at the end of the bed.

And Lucius was crouched at my feet.

When he realized I was awake, he sprang on top of me. I had my knife at his throat before he could take his next breath. He didn’t flinch, didn’t seem to care that I held his life in my hands. Frankly, I was amazed. Not only had he bypassed the ambassador’s security; he’d bypassed mine. I’d rigged the windows and door locks before I allowed myself to fall into sleep.

Lucius’s weight pushed me deep into the mattress, making me all the more aware of the cool material underneath me, and the pure male heat on top of me.

“How did you get in here without waking me?” I demanded quietly, pressing the knife deeper. Not deep enough to draw blood. Not yet.

“Very easily. Now answer the damn question.”

“Claudia insisted I stay here.”

“Claudia, huh? You two are on a first-name basis?”

“She’s not so bad. She wants to protect me from you.”

“Baby, nothing can protect you from me.” The darkness of his voice cut through the darkness of the room.

I tried to wriggle out from under him, but he had me pinned by his strength. More than that, my halfhearted wriggling wouldn’t have dislodged a feather. It did spark my desire for him to new heights, though, causing my breasts to mesh into his chest. The scent of honey began to encompass us in a fragrant cloud. And perhaps, just perhaps, I intentionally spread my legs so his lower body would sink into mine.

His nostrils flared, and tension radiated off of him in decadent waves. “We’ve got to do something about your perfume.”

“Why?”

“It gives a man ideas,” he grumbled.

I swallowed. “What kind of ideas?”

“The naked kind.” His eyes narrowed. “Did you bring Luc?” Undiluted and unrestrained menace dripped from his tone.

I almost smiled. Almost. “Agent Luc is here, yes.”

Even in the moonlight, Lucius’s eyes visibly darkened. His ice-blue eyes. No contacts. He’d come to me as himself. My heart picked up in speed, drumming hotly in my chest.

“I told you what would happen if you brought him. Where. The hell. Is he?”

“On the floor,” I said, bending both of my knees. An innocent (I swear) action that cradled him intimately against me. I kept my knife steady.

“The only thing on the floor is a fucking lazy-ass dog.”

“Exactly.” The word emerged on a smug breath. “And she’s not lazy. She’s finally getting some rest after a horrible life with a predator.”

In that moment, he understood how I’d played him. How I’d purposefully made him jealous. Watching me, he popped the muscles in his jaw. “You’re going to pay for that, cookie.”

“Yeah, and you’re going to pay for sneaking into my room.” At last I pressed the knife hard enough to nick him.



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