Bellis (Skin Walkers Book 14) by Bliler Susan

Author:Bliler, Susan [Bliler, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Susan A Bliler
Published: 2017-05-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Planting her hands on the edge of the table, Sam’s shoulders lifted to her ears as she leaned forward and braced her weight. Her eyes roved Bellis as she admired his body.

She’d woken to him squatting near the wall in his bedroom, watching her intently as she slept. It’d been a little disturbing and little sexy too. Now, they were in his kitchen, and as much as she wanted to study his home, her eyes couldn’t seem to leave him for more than a few fleeting seconds. His house was quiet with just the two of them, but it was a comfortable quiet, a kind she hadn’t experienced before. It felt…right.

Standing at the stove, Bellis was searing two giant steaks. When she’d told him she wasn’t hungry for food, he grinned and winked at her. “These are for me.” Apparently, the big bastard needed a ton of fuel to keep the machine that was his body moving. And what a machine it was.

His shoulders were wide, his upper body bulky with dark muscle that her hands itched to touch. Letting her eyes travel down, she admired the tapered waist, knowing without needing to see that he’d have washboard abs and that sexy vee that disappeared beneath his tactical pants. His hips were lean and his thighs were impossibly thick. He was exquisite, his body built to give her the punishing fuck that she needed, and holy hell did she need.

Lifting her eyes, she saw the amused glint in his, and surprisingly wasn’t bothered by it. He knew she found him sexy, so what?

“Tell me about your coloring, Demon. Why are you so different than the other Walkers?”

He was quiet a moment, and she wondered if he’d answer when he finally spoke, lifting his arm to glance at his exposed forearm where his sleeve was rolled up. “The other Walkers have a myth about me. They believe that the dark deeds I’ve performed, the heinousness of my missions, has marred my soul. They think the color of my skin is a reflection of the blackness in my soul.”

Sam eyed him intently. “That true? You a monster, Demon Skin Walker?”

“No and yes.”

Her eyes narrowed on him.

“I am a monster, Princess, but that’s not why I look like a demon.”

Relaxing her shoulders, she leaned back and lifted her palms, smoothing them down her thighs. “Genetic defect?” she guessed, not meaning to offend, but genuinely curious.

He chuffed a laugh. “No.” His chest expanded with his deep inhalation. “When I was a child, I shifted into animal form for the first time. I was just a kid, maybe six or seven. I was too young to know what was happening, and for reasons I’ll never know, my mother didn’t know either. I’d been watching the Jungle Book. It was my favorite movie. I practically had the damn thing memorized. One day, mid-movie, I changed to panther form. My mom lost her shit, understandably. She’d been sitting right with me, saw the whole thing.” A sad smile ghosted his lips.

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