Protected by the HERO by Kelly Cusson

Author:Kelly Cusson [Cusson, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Short Stories & Anthologies, Short Stories, Romance, Military, Multicultural, New Adult & College, Single Authors, Multicultural & Interracial
Amazon: B01E7OO72Q
Publisher: Spicy Stepbrother SEAL Romance Novels
Published: 2016-04-11T18:30:00+00:00

I spend the next day in a haze. I sleep until nearly 2 P.M., and even then find it difficult to drag myself from my bed. But that’s nothing new. It’s simply worse today due to my dramatic escapades of the previous night.

Despite all this, come nightfall, I’m raring to go again. I make my way back to the same club, something I rarely do two nights in a row. I like to go to different places, explore different scenes and new crowds. But tonight I’ve got one thing on my mind, and it’s finding that man again. I need to know if what I felt was nothing more than a hallucination, or if it was truly real.

I turn down all drugs offered me. I have one or two drinks, but nothing to get me to the level of drunkenness I typically prefer. I want to be of a righter mind when I find him, so I know without a trace of doubt what really happened. Because mark my words, I will find him.

I’ve been dancing in the club for nearly an hour when I spot him. It’s about time, too, because I was beginning to get impatient. I extricate myself from the arms of a man who’s been dancing on me. He’s so drunk he hardly notices, merely looking around dumbly for a few moments before shrugging and moving onto the next girl, an unsuspecting blond a few feet away. I shake my head, before turning my attentions back to the man.

He’s dancing with another girl. She has dark black skin and long black braids which sway back and forth with her movements. He’s kissing her neck and she has a look of ecstasy on her face, which I immediately envy. My stomach clenches at the sight of him, but I don’t let myself be intimidated. I fight my way through the crowd until I’m standing directly in front of them.

The woman doesn’t notice me. Her eyes are closed and her head is thrown back. Upon closer inspection I see that he’s brushing his teeth against the skin of her neck, but he hasn’t bitten down.

His teeth are sharp. Their points glisten and flash in the dancing lights of the club, and every so often he presses them down harder against her skin. But he never breaks the skin. His eyes are closed as well and he pulls the girls back against him.

Suddenly he opens his eyes, immediately seeing me before them. There is recognition in his eyes—he remembers me. But he doesn’t do anything. He simply stares at me as he continues to sway to the beat, mouth latched onto this woman’s neck and hands running up and down her curves.

I don’t break eye contact. I stare at him intently and he stares back at me. Eventually another man comes up behind me, leaning down to whisper in my ear and ask me to dance. I consent and turn around to face him, bringing his face down to mine.

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