time she didn’t suck, she swallowed and Eli growled.
CHAPTER 6
Nivea was sure she’d lost every last piece of her mind. From the moment she’d been struck speechless by Eli’s gorgeously naked body standing in the doorway until the second she’d gone to her knees and taken him into her mouth, she’d been operating solely on autopilot.
“You can’t have me.”
There, he’d said it once more.
She shouldn’t have had to hear it again. Except his words never seemed to match his actions. He hadn’t walked away, hadn’t thrown her out. No, he’d stood right there, giving her … him. And she’d taken.
Just as she was now as he yanked her shirt over her head and ripped her bra from her chest. His lips were fastened to her in seconds, his hands squeezing her swollen mounds, while his teeth and tongue toyed with her nipple until her thighs trembled.
Nivea reached for her belt buckle, trying like hell to help this moment along. She’d waited so long, needed so desperately. His words drowned in the buzz of pleasure, the adrenaline rush of anticipation.
Eli swiped her hand away instantly. “I got this,” he growled, his incisors longer and sharper than they had been just moments before. Shadows looked like humans, from their head to their feet when they weren’t in full shift. They walked and talked like any other man or woman on the streets, hence the reason they’d been able to live amongst the humans without detection for so long.
But there’d always been something different about Eli. From the first day Nivea had laid eyes on him she’d noticed it. His jaw was stronger, more pronounced than his twin’s, his muscles more defined right down to the strength in his hands and the corded veins that never quite went away. While Stateside Shadows trained to keep their animalistic nature safely secure, Eli was the only one who wasn’t totally able to achieve that. Hence, the sunglasses to keep anyone from seeing the bright gold of his cat’s eyes. He exuded strength and power and the keen hunter’s instincts of the jaguar that he was inside. There was no amount of training or warning that could change that.
Nivea shivered at the thought.
His hands were rough as they hurriedly moved to the laces of her boots, pulling them off while she supported herself by holding onto his shoulder. When she would have allowed her fingers to wallow in the strength, the taut skin over trained muscle, Eli had a mission. He yanked her pants and underwear down, pulling them from her ankles before lifting her into his arms.
“You wanted it, now you’re going to get it,” he whispered in her ear just before biting down on the lobe.
The sting of pain was instant, rippling down her body in quick jolts. She couldn’t help but cry out, no matter how submissive she thought it made her sound. When he dropped her to the bed Nivea didn’t have a moment to catch her breath before he was over her. The hunter moving on its prey.
Later, she would swear his body glistened, skin the color of chocolate, smooth and decadent, perfectly sculpted and cut in all the right places. With his knee he pushed her thighs apart and she gulped at the stretch and bend of the muscles in his thighs and calves. Holding his weight on the palms of his hands his biceps bulged, pectorals lifting and falling with the steady rhythm of his breath. When he lifted his head, his gaze searching for hers, Nivea gasped.
“Don’t move,” he told her.
She licked her lips. “Don’t make me wait.”
For an instant Nivea thought he might back away. It was there and it shocked her to her core to see it, Eli Preston blinked. As she figured she’d caught him just out of the shower, he wasn’t wearing his shades, his turbulent green eyes had been keen, assessing but human. Until the second he’d touched her. The gold cat’s eyes had appeared, calling to her cat, letting it know the game was on. But in the moment she’d snapped back at his comment, his eyes had
CHAPTER 6
Nivea was sure she’d lost every last piece of her mind. From the moment she’d been struck speechless by Eli’s gorgeously naked body standing in the doorway until the second she’d gone to her knees and taken him into her mouth, she’d been operating solely on autopilot.
“You can’t have me.”
There, he’d said it once more.
She shouldn’t have had to hear it again. Except his words never seemed to match his actions. He hadn’t walked away, hadn’t thrown her out. No, he’d stood right there, giving her … him. And she’d taken.
Just as she was now as he yanked her shirt over her head and ripped her bra from her chest. His lips were fastened to her in seconds, his hands squeezing her swollen mounds, while his teeth and tongue toyed with her nipple until her thighs trembled.
Nivea reached for her belt buckle, trying like hell to help this moment along. She’d waited so long, needed so desperately. His words drowned in the buzz of pleasure, the adrenaline rush of anticipation.
Eli swiped her hand away instantly. “I got this,” he growled, his incisors longer and sharper than they had been just moments before. Shadows looked like humans, from their head to their feet when they weren’t in full shift. They walked and talked like any other man or woman on the streets, hence the reason they’d been able to live amongst the humans without detection for so long.
But there’d always been something different about Eli. From the first day Nivea had laid eyes on him she’d noticed it. His jaw was stronger, more pronounced than his twin’s, his muscles more defined right down to the strength in his hands and the corded veins that never quite went away. While Stateside Shadows trained to keep their animalistic nature safely secure, Eli was the only one who wasn’t totally able to achieve that. Hence, the sunglasses to keep anyone from seeing the bright gold of his cat’s eyes. He exuded strength and power and the keen hunter’s instincts of the jaguar that he was inside. There was no amount of training or warning that could change that.
Nivea shivered at the thought.
His hands were rough as they hurriedly moved to the laces of her boots, pulling them off while she supported herself by holding onto his shoulder. When she would have allowed her fingers to wallow in the strength, the taut skin over trained muscle, Eli had a mission. He yanked her pants and underwear down, pulling them from her ankles before lifting her into his arms.
“You wanted it, now you’re going to get it,” he whispered in her ear just before biting down on the lobe.
The sting of pain was instant, rippling down her body in quick jolts. She couldn’t help but cry out, no matter how submissive she thought it made her sound. When he dropped her to the bed Nivea didn’t have a moment to catch her breath before he was over her. The hunter moving on its prey.
Later, she would swear his body glistened, skin the color of chocolate, smooth and decadent, perfectly sculpted and cut in all the right places. With his knee he pushed her thighs apart and she gulped at the stretch and bend of the muscles in his thighs and calves. Holding his weight on the palms of his hands his biceps bulged, pectorals lifting and falling with the steady rhythm of his breath. When he lifted his head, his gaze searching for hers, Nivea gasped.
“Don’t move,” he told her.
She licked her lips. “Don’t make me wait.”
For an instant Nivea thought he might back away. It was there and it shocked her to her core to see it, Eli Preston blinked. As she figured she’d caught him just out of the shower, he wasn’t wearing his shades, his turbulent green eyes had been keen, assessing but human. Until the second he’d touched her. The gold cat’s eyes had appeared, calling to her cat, letting it know the game was on. But in the moment she’d snapped back at his comment, his eyes had
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