He is... Creed Part One (Windwalkers Book 1) by Lisa Renee Jones

Author:Lisa Renee Jones [Jones, Lisa Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Julie Patra Publishing
Published: 2023-10-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“I’m going to get you a towel, sweetheart,” Creed says, kissing my neck.

Only I don’t think he was kissing my neck just to kiss it. He was looking for the mark. He starts to roll away and I catch his hand. “Is there a circle? The mark?” I ask.

He nuzzles my cheek with his, the rasp of his whiskers rough against my softer skin as he says, “No. You’re safe. Hang tight. I’ll be right back.” He pulls out of me, and his words “you’re safe” root deep inside me and sit roughly. This won’t end well, he’d said. He sees himself as black as I see his eyes. I think he needs someone to see him another way. I think he needs that to be me, or he wouldn’t have come here tonight.

I twist around to find him walking toward my bathroom, which is easy to find in the small room, and naked never looked so good on a man. No wonder there are legends about Creed. It’s his body. And while I wasn’t self-conscious about my own a few minutes ago, hanging out naked while not having sex feels a bit more intimidating than when in the throes of passion.

Scooting right, I grab tissues from the nightstand, clean up, and by the time he returns, I’ve raced across the room for my gown, which I do not have on yet.

He tosses the towel in his hand toward the bed and reaches for the gown in mine. “I’ll help.” He eases it from my grip, my naked breasts between us, and while we’ve just had sex, somehow him pulling the gown over my head and letting it slink over my body is far more intimate. His hands settle at my waist, a possessive quality to them as he eases me closer. “Unless you want to be naked again, put the robe on, too, especially since I’m going to have to raid your kitchen. I need to eat. I promise to restock your supplies.”

I laugh and say, “Only a soldier would call groceries supplies. Eat what you want. I owe you for dinner a few weeks back.”

“You don’t owe me anything, Addie.”

I’m confused by this statement and its meaning, which I don’t think has anything to do with the “supplies” but before I can say so, he releases me and snatches up his pants. I’m slightly distracted as he pulls them on commando-style, and leaves them unzipped and low-slung, his ripped abs on full display. Then there is a peekaboo of dark hair reminding me of what’s below that doesn’t do much for my ability to think straight right now. Partially because he’s hot, and partially because it tells me he’s not planning to leave anytime soon.

I swallow hard and manage to say, “I’m afraid all I have are Lean Cuisines, my cheat day frozen pizza, and pints of ice cream. Not much more.”

“Sounds like heaven right now.” His gaze sweeps over me, smoldering as he orders, “Robe. I beg of you.

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