Demon Hunting In the Deep South by Lexi George

Author:Lexi George
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp
Published: 2012-07-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-three

It was a bold thing to say, totally un-Evie-ish. After a lifetime of being petrified of doing or saying the wrong thing, it was exhilarating to let go and not worry about making a mistake. No matter what happened, Ansgar had given her that, the courage to step away from the prison of herself.

With a muttered curse, he yanked her into his arms and gave her a scorching kiss. Evie clung to him, reveling in the feel of his strong, unyielding body, the raw masculine power barely held in check. She was shameless, but she didn’t care. She was on fire for him. Any hotter, and the government would requisition her as a permanent energy source.

Even more amazing, he wanted her, too. The evidence was unmistakable. She could feel the hard length of his erection through his jeans.

He’s horny, her wiser self cautioned. It doesn’t mean anything. The guy’s majorly gorgeous. He’s probably got more girls than Carter has little liver pills.

Maybe so. But right here and now he was horny for her, and that was a great big something in the Evie universe.

It was a big something in his universe, too. Demon hunters weren’t supposed to fraternize with human females. There were rules against that sort of thing. Addy said so. The old Evie, the perennial good girl and rule follower, would be worried about that.

The new Evie, the one clinging naked and unabashed to six feet four inches of hard-muscled male, was throwing the rule book out the window.

Doing the mambo jambo with Ansgar would probably be the biggest mistake of her life, the most gloriously wonderful mistake of her boring, little life.

Evie couldn’t wait. She put her hands on Ansgar’s shoulders and pushed. He released her at once and stepped back. He was breathing hard, and his eyes were so dilated they looked black. His face was taut and strained.

“Take off your shirt,” she said.

“What?”

“Take off your shirt. I want to see you.”

Heat flared in his eyes. He ripped the shirt off and threw it down. Buttons bounced and rolled across the wooden floor.

“Wow,” Evie said, staring at him.

The reality was way better than she expected, and she expected perfection. He was gorgeous, all animal strength and grace, sleek and golden as a mountain lion. Muscles rippled beneath his smooth skin. His powerful chest tapered to a taut, ripped abdomen. The blue jeans he wore rode his lean hips and clung to his strong legs. He was a miracle of power and proportion, the most perfect specimen of the male animal she’d ever seen or could ever imagine.

“You are such a liar,” she said, feeling more than a little indignant. “You’re a thousand times more beautiful than I am. I mean, geez minnelli, look at you.”

“Someone wise once said beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” He hooked one hand behind her neck and tugged her close so that they stood skin to skin, her breasts pressed against his bare chest. Heat bloomed between them, hot enough to melt them both.

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