Demon Kept (Resurrection Chronicles) by M.J. Haag

Author:M.J. Haag [Haag, M.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shattered Glass Publishing
Published: 2022-02-28T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

He continued to the bathroom and sat me on the counter.

“Stay.”

“I’m not a dog,” I said, giving his back a glare when he turned away to start the shower.

“If you were, you would not be shaking with cold. Let me help you, Shelby.”

He said it so reasonably that I stayed on the counter and waited. As soon as the water was on, he faced me. The hunger in his hooded gaze, which lingered on my face, set off another shiver.

“Are you sure this is about warming me?”

“Yes. And proving I am better at it than Turik.”

His cocky smirk did me in. When he reached out for my foot, I lifted it willingly and watched him remove first one sock then the other. His fingers brushed my right arch, and an involuntary giggle escaped me.

“Ticklish,” I said.

He grunted, tossed my socks aside, and nudged my legs wide to step between them. I stared up into his gold and green eyes, feeling that curl of anticipation gathering in my middle as he eased my shirt over my head. His touch skimmed up my arms, setting off another wave of shivers, before he reached behind me and removed my bra.

He didn’t grab for me or leer at what he uncovered. But he did glance. The desire in that one look heated my blood, and I could tell by how he quickly focused on my jeans that he wanted to do more than simply look. His attempt at detachment made me want him to do so much more.

In that sexy one-handed move some men could master, he removed his own shirt and tossed it aside. I cleared my throat at the rippling display of muscle and focused on the stitches over his ribs.

“I was serious about the stitches. Can you get them wet?” I asked as steam filled the room.

“They need to come out. I think a shower will make that easier.”

“But what does Cassie think?”

He shrugged and reached for the button of my jeans. Oh, the things it did to me to watch him undo them. With my jeans open, he met my gaze again and waited for me to make the next move. I set my hands on the counter and hooked my bare feet around his hips.

The smirk curving his lips stole my breath while the man stole the rest of my clothes.

While my blood ran hot, the stone counter still felt warmer than my bare ass when he set me down again. But not by much. And that difference dwindled further when he removed his own pants, showing off the massive erection he sported.

I couldn’t look away. As Turik had said, the two of them were equally matched physically.

“Are you warm, Shelby?” Vorx asked.

There were parts of me that were heating, but those didn’t count. So, I slowly shook my head.

A smile tugged at Vorx’s lips as he held out his hand.

“Will you allow me to warm you?”

“Yes.” I placed my hand in his, and a rumble of satisfaction echoed from him as he led me into the shower.

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