Eye of the Beholder: True Destiny, Book 2 by Dana Marie Bell

Author:Dana Marie Bell [Bell, Dana Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Paranormal Romance, Red Hots!
Published: 2010-10-24T23:47:54.176000+00:00

Eye of the Beholder

Dear God, he had the most incredible ass. He turned on the water before turning to the toilet. “I gather

you want a shower?”

He lifted the seat. “Yeah, don’t you? Where are you going?”

She ignored the sounds of him relieving himself and left the bathroom. She’d just go ahead and get

dressed while he did his, um, morning stuff.

She pulled the nightgown over her head and tossed it on the bed. She leaned down and pulled her

panties off, adding them to the growing pile of dirty laundry. She’d need to get to that sooner rather than

later. Relying on the men to take care of things was getting old, even if Kir was a fairly decent

housekeeper.

She missed her apartment, more than she’d thought she would. The freedom to do whatever she

wanted, whenever she wanted was something she’d cherished after living with her overbearing father. But

she had the feeling that freedom was a long way off for her now. Until Grimm was stopped permanently

none of the men were going to be willing to let her out of their sight.

“Damn.”

Especially Travis . She didn’t turn around. Even though he’d seen her naked breasts in the mirror last

night she hadn’t been aware of it until after the fact. Add in that this time she was not only completely

naked but bent over and he had to be getting an eyeful. Turning around now felt tantamount to giving him

permission. “I thought you were going to take a shower?” Because I planned to have clothing on the next

time I saw you.

“Huh?”

She looked over her shoulder to find his gaze glued to her ass. She slapped her hands over the globes,

horrified. “Travis. I thought you were a gentleman. ”

He sighed happily and walked forward, his arms reaching for her. “Someone lied to you, then.”

She squeaked and dove for the bed, determined to preserve what was left of her dignity.

She didn’t make it. She found herself over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Shower time.”

He stroked her side with his cheek, the gesture loving and sweet. His beard tickled her side, making

her want to squirm. “I didn’t say I wanted a shower, and I especially didn’t say I wanted a shower with

you.”

He put her directly under the spray, grinning when she sputtered. “You’ll feel a great deal better once

you’re clean.” He picked up a bottle of shampoo, pouring some directly onto her head. “Ready?”

One of her hands flew to her breasts, the other to her pussy, covering them from his heated gaze. “For

what?”

He began washing her hair, his left hand massaging her scalp. His right arm was around her waist,

pulling her in tight to his body and out of the spray. If he’d had a right hand she bet it would be stroking her

butt.

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“I can wash my own hair.” She could hear the huskiness in her voice and knew he could too. It might

have had something to do with the heated iron bar digging into the back of her arm. She risked a quick peek

down to find the head of his penis practically against her belly button.

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