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further inside his jeans and his mouth go bone-dry.
Jezebeth looked down at herself and blushed. “Damn, I didn’t realize I’d shifted.” She seemed more annoyed with herself than him as she glared up at him. “You scared him away, you know.”
Noah frowned as he tried to keep up with the quick subject change. “Who?”
“The trucker who was more than willing to offer me his energy.” Her words sounded unsure and she didn’t meet his gaze. “I know how you feel about . . . who I am and how I survive. You didn’t have to . . . offer your own energy. I’m perfectly capable of finding my own in the future.”
Noah’s system was still humming from the aftereffects of kissing Jezebeth, and he was surprised his brain could even make sense of words, let alone form them himself. But at the same time, he found himself drawn to her like a magnet to metal, which disconcerted him. “I didn’t ‘offer,’ I gave. I’m here to get you safely back to Lilith, and I can’t do that if you’re starving to death or injured.”
She raised her chin as she stared at him. “Fine. We’ll chalk this up to a learning experience, but just remember next time that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of my own needs.”
His body tightened at her defiant expression. Not only was she lovely, her chocolate brown eyes expressive, but he still remembered how her soft curves felt pressed against him while she met his kiss with a hunger of her own.
Her lips lifted in the corners as if she knew his reaction, the smile lighting up her entire face and making a dimple flash in her left cheek.
Noah swallowed hard, realizing from his reaction that he was in deep trouble.
“Are you ready?” Her voice was pleasant, the timbre of it vibrating through him like a resonant string had been plucked inside his body.
When she raised her brows a few very long moments later, he finally managed to croak out, “Yeah. Let’s go.” He turned away, heading back toward his truck, taking the time to try to collect himself and pull himself back from the brink of idiocy.
“How about I drive? You’re still bleeding.”
Noah stopped and glanced down at his right side, surprised to find his shirt soaked with blood, sticking to his body from the still-embedded glass shards. He suddenly felt the cold night air licking at the wet cloth, chilling his body, as if the discomfort had waited for him to notice to spring to life. He fished inside the front pocket of his jeans to grab his keys before he tossed them to Jezebeth.
A second after they left his fingers, he winced, wondering if she could catch. Keeping her safe included him not breaking her nose with a handful of jagged metal.
Jez plucked the flying keys out of the air easily before she clicked off the alarm and slid inside the driver’s door of the truck, leaving him standing outside the passenger’s door staring after her.
“That’ll teach me to underestimate her,” he muttered under his breath as he slid inside and buckled his seat belt.
She started the truck, adjusted the mirrors to her liking, and then pulled out of the parking lot. When she glanced over at him, a questioning expression on her face, he realized he’d been staring.
She returned her attention to the road and guided them back onto the darkened freeway. “Don’t like this form? I can change it.” She shrugged, her posture stiff, closed, and defensive. “This is the form I’m most comfortable in when I’m not . . .” She trailed off and silence fell between them as if she were searching for the right words. “Well, when I’m not hunting.”
“Hunting?” Noah resisted the urge to laugh as he glanced over at the harmless-looking woman beside him. “Other than the need to siphon off sexual energy from willing men, am I missing some piece of understanding about what a succubus does?” The long string of words seemed to aggravate his injuries, the pain in his side blending together to become a constant throbbing
Jezebeth looked down at herself and blushed. “Damn, I didn’t realize I’d shifted.” She seemed more annoyed with herself than him as she glared up at him. “You scared him away, you know.”
Noah frowned as he tried to keep up with the quick subject change. “Who?”
“The trucker who was more than willing to offer me his energy.” Her words sounded unsure and she didn’t meet his gaze. “I know how you feel about . . . who I am and how I survive. You didn’t have to . . . offer your own energy. I’m perfectly capable of finding my own in the future.”
Noah’s system was still humming from the aftereffects of kissing Jezebeth, and he was surprised his brain could even make sense of words, let alone form them himself. But at the same time, he found himself drawn to her like a magnet to metal, which disconcerted him. “I didn’t ‘offer,’ I gave. I’m here to get you safely back to Lilith, and I can’t do that if you’re starving to death or injured.”
She raised her chin as she stared at him. “Fine. We’ll chalk this up to a learning experience, but just remember next time that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of my own needs.”
His body tightened at her defiant expression. Not only was she lovely, her chocolate brown eyes expressive, but he still remembered how her soft curves felt pressed against him while she met his kiss with a hunger of her own.
Her lips lifted in the corners as if she knew his reaction, the smile lighting up her entire face and making a dimple flash in her left cheek.
Noah swallowed hard, realizing from his reaction that he was in deep trouble.
“Are you ready?” Her voice was pleasant, the timbre of it vibrating through him like a resonant string had been plucked inside his body.
When she raised her brows a few very long moments later, he finally managed to croak out, “Yeah. Let’s go.” He turned away, heading back toward his truck, taking the time to try to collect himself and pull himself back from the brink of idiocy.
“How about I drive? You’re still bleeding.”
Noah stopped and glanced down at his right side, surprised to find his shirt soaked with blood, sticking to his body from the still-embedded glass shards. He suddenly felt the cold night air licking at the wet cloth, chilling his body, as if the discomfort had waited for him to notice to spring to life. He fished inside the front pocket of his jeans to grab his keys before he tossed them to Jezebeth.
A second after they left his fingers, he winced, wondering if she could catch. Keeping her safe included him not breaking her nose with a handful of jagged metal.
Jez plucked the flying keys out of the air easily before she clicked off the alarm and slid inside the driver’s door of the truck, leaving him standing outside the passenger’s door staring after her.
“That’ll teach me to underestimate her,” he muttered under his breath as he slid inside and buckled his seat belt.
She started the truck, adjusted the mirrors to her liking, and then pulled out of the parking lot. When she glanced over at him, a questioning expression on her face, he realized he’d been staring.
She returned her attention to the road and guided them back onto the darkened freeway. “Don’t like this form? I can change it.” She shrugged, her posture stiff, closed, and defensive. “This is the form I’m most comfortable in when I’m not . . .” She trailed off and silence fell between them as if she were searching for the right words. “Well, when I’m not hunting.”
“Hunting?” Noah resisted the urge to laugh as he glanced over at the harmless-looking woman beside him. “Other than the need to siphon off sexual energy from willing men, am I missing some piece of understanding about what a succubus does?” The long string of words seemed to aggravate his injuries, the pain in his side blending together to become a constant throbbing
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