pulled the blanket up and over her nude body. Exhaustion hit her hard and before she knew it, Zane was sound asleep.
~CHAPTER 8~
Aiden pulled the warmth closer to him. He thought he’d never had a softer blanket than the one he had right now. And it smelled delicious, like his mother’s flower garden in the last summer nights. When he moved his hand down he froze. Opening one eye he looked at his “blanket.”
It was Zane. Zane was in his bed and wrapped around him like a comforter and...Christ! She was naked. Moving his hand a little more, he realized that her breast filled his hand. Filled it fully and the hardened nipple was just between his fingers.
Before he could stop himself, he gently rolled the hard peak between his thumb and finger and nearly groaned out loud when she arched against him.
Still rolling her nipple in his fingers, he shifted his body so that she was now facing him. He wanted to take her nipple into his mouth and sample the wonderful treat, but he also wanted to explore her more before she woke. He grinned a half grin, knowing full well that if she were to wake now she’d more than likely put the bullet back into his body and leave it there. When he pinched it a little harder she moaned in her sleep.
Aiden was rock hard. His cock needed relief from his pants and needed to be buried deep in the woman in his arms. Closing his eyes, and without taking his hands off Zane, he willed his shirt and shoes off. He thought about his pants too, but knew that he was pushing his state of undress as it was. Besides, if he were honest with himself, he was actually afraid of Zane. She was a formidable woman.
Reluctantly removing his hand from her luscious breast Aiden smoothed his hands down her body. Her skin was warm, almost hot. He loved the softness of it, the way his hand felt moving along her skin.
That’s when he noticed the tats on her body. There were several weapons on her, all lethal-looking with a great deal of artwork and a tremendous amount of detail.
Along her entire right side from the breast bone to her hip was a long knife. Even in the darkened room, he could see that it was silver. The handle was curved and bejeweled-looking. He wondered what had possessed her to have such a tattoo put on her body.
Aiden wondered if this was like the knife Aaron had described when he’d told them about the cave.
That was when he noticed the one on her hip about two inches below her hipbone. It was of a Glock, one of the smaller ones. Running his hand over her skin and the tat he was amazed at how hot it was, and how detailed. Moving his face toward her neck and the warm flesh there Aiden did moan this time. It was deep and hungry-sounding even to his ears. He knew the exact moment Zane woke up and felt him there.
“If you bite me, you’ll die. If you don’t remove yourself from my body, you’ll die. If you linger too long, you’ll die.”
Not much in the way of payoffs, just bad news he thought, and snuggled deeper into her neck and licked the pulse beating there. Her flavor, the taste of her, nearly had him throw her on to her back so he could take her. He raised his head and looked down at her.
“You’re in my bed, naked. You can’t expect a man not to take advantage of that, can you? You are luscious, has anyone ever told you that?”
“No, they’ve never seen me nude before. Get off me, you big lug. I have to get up. I need to get out of here and find who shot up the master’s home.”
Zane was a virgin. He didn’t know why that both thrilled and terrified him, but it did.
He leaned down to her mouth and brushed his over hers. Her hot breath fanned over his face and he couldn’t think beyond the need to taste her.
“Zane, let me kiss you. Give me your mouth, give it to me, please?” Her sigh nearly undid him. When she shifted he moved closer still. Then he stopped.
“I will shoot you. This gun is loaded with silver and a silver liquid is inside each bullet. Let me up right
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