Dark Protectors 02.5 - Tempted by Rebecca Zanetti

Author:Rebecca Zanetti [Zanetti, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780758277008
Google: kQ8FF4kdQx4C
Amazon: B006MLKZWO
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2012-03-26T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Morning rain pattered peacefully against the window as Max ran a gentle hand down Sarah’s soft arm. The woman slept soundly.

He’d been too rough with her. He should probably feel guilty instead of profoundly pleased. His mate. No question now, if there had been one earlier. Keeping his fangs in his mouth and not in her neck had taken every ounce of self-control he’d honed through the centuries. Even now, sated after an entire night of truly excellent sex, his canines ached, creating a pulsing demand to take ... to claim.

She felt the bond, too. When she’d turned and exposed her neck, she’d sealed her fate. He’d take what she’d offered as soon as the virus was cured. Now that he’d found her, his entire existence narrowed to keeping her safe. It would be much easier to do if he could put her and Janie in the same place.

But first, he had a job to do.

Quietly, he slipped from the bed and yanked on cargo pants. Tiptoeing out of the bedroom, he shut the door behind him and padded barefoot through the penthouse to open the door. Conn sat in a chair in the hallway with both doorways in sight.

Max rubbed his whiskers. “Thought you’d be gone.” Though he hadn’t, not really. He knew his friend would be watching the door.

Conn shrugged. “Had a feeling you might be preoccupied.”

“She’s mine.”

“I know.” Conn’s smile failed to reach his eyes. “It’s different. With your mate, I mean.”

“Yeah.” Max had never figured to find a mate. The idea of staying away from her now, well, seemed truly impossible.

His respect for Conn grew—what self-restraint the soldier must’ve had to stay away from his mate. His friend had mated an Irish witch a hundred years ago, a young witch who needed time to train. Conn had given her a century. “Go to Ireland, Conn.”

“I’m planning on it. As soon as I get you all settled.”

A sense of belonging settled hard on Max’s shoulders. The Kayrs brothers treated him like one of them. “I can settle myself, Connlan.”

“You’re family, Max. Always have been.” Conn drew a knife out of a pocket, flipping and catching it.

“You’ve never questioned that.” Two hundred years ago, when Dage had rescued Max from hell and took him to their home, the brothers had banded around him. He’d never understood why.

“There’s nothing to question.” Conn raised an eyebrow, continuing his game with the knife, yet focusing on Max.

“You’re going to stab yourself.”

But he wouldn’t. The ultimate soldier, Conn would get bored long before losing control of the knife.

Max shook his head. “You didn’t know me. In fact, what you did know, well, wasn’t good.”

“I knew your father was an asshole who beat the hell out of you—which wasn’t your fault.” Conn tucked the blade into his left boot, keeping eye contact. “You’re one of us, Max. It’s time to stop being grateful, time to stop wondering how to make yourself valuable. I’m not the wise one around here, but that much I know.

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