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to harvest, and investors to recruit, after all. A full schedule.
“Excuse me. I’m late for a meeting and can’t wait any longer.” A man shoved his way to the front of the line.
He was tall, well-muscled, with short dark hair and a gorgeous double breasted suit. His eyes were dark and hooded, as if he were hiding secrets no one wanted to hear about, and a small scar marred his left cheekbone. He was money, he was elusive, he was danger, and he was raw male. He was exuding so much sex appeal she felt her own body tighten, and all she could think about was Jarvis. His hands on her body, running all over her—
“Oh, dear lord,” Trinity whispered, her voice throaty and rough. “I need to find Blaine. Right now.”
The man held up a pair of virility balls. “Who’s helping me with these?”
“I am.” Natalie stepped up to the counter.
The man’s gaze fell directly on her full and gorgeous breasts. He swore under his breath. “Isn’t there anyone else who can assist me?”
“No. Just me.” Natalie’s pulse began to throb visibly in her neck. “My name’s Natalie Fleming.”
He gripped the marble counter, his tanned forearms flexing. He was muscular and corded, almost as much as Jarvis…
Oh, crap. Why was she thinking about Jarvis? But she couldn’t help it. Her mind was in the gutter big time, and it felt wonderful. She could practically smell that dark, woodsy scent he carried with him. His skin hot to the touch, stretched taut over his muscles… “Trin? Are you feeling weird right now?”
Trinity was bracing herself on one of the counters, and her face was flushed. “You mean like, if Blaine were here, I’d rip off my clothes and ride him ’ til the sun went down, even though the room is packed with about a hundred strangers? That kind of weird?”
Reina’s lower belly was throbbing, a deep, rhythmic pulsing that was the same as she’d experienced that moment when Jarvis had had her pinned beneath him, his weight heavy, dominating, so male. “Yeah, like that.”
Trinity wiped her hand over her forehead. “Is it the virility balls?”
“No, they only work on Dullets. Humans with no magical ability.”
“You’re dangerous to my self-control,” the man said to Natalie, dragging his gaze off her breasts. “I need to shut it down.”
“Shut what down?” Natalie breathed, her voice so throaty that Reina felt her own thighs begin to ache.
“Sex.” He shifted restlessly, as if he could barely contain the energy rushing through him. “I can’t kill any more women with sex. I’ve been celibate for three months, and I can’t hold off much longer. It’s got to change.” He set his hand on Natalie’s and ran his fingers up her arm. “And you’re making it harder. My God. You’re captivating.”
“You kill with orgasms?” Natalie echoed, her voice trembly.
“Holy shit!” Trinity gripped Reina’s arm. “It’s the Godfather. I heard he was in town.”
Reina rubbed her palm over her belly, trying to ease the tension. “The Godfather? The man who has orgasmed over a hundred women to death?”
“Yes,” Trinity whispered. “I’ve heard he has such an effect on women that they can orgasm simply by being in the same room with him. Of course not everyone is susceptible, but as long as she’s within kissing distance of some dirty thoughts, a woman’s got no chance against him.”
Jarvis flashed in Reina’s mind again. This time he was naked and hard. He descended toward her, his eyes intense and dark. Then he took her in a devastating kiss. His mouth was demanding and hard, a warrior who would throw her up against a wall and take what he wanted. But his arms were cradling her, protecting her, giving her safety even while his lips were so hot and—
“I heard it’s worse if he touches you,” Trinity said.
“It is?” Reina realized Godfather’s fingers were trailing down Natalie’s arm, touching her bare skin. They were leaning so close to each other. A sex
“Excuse me. I’m late for a meeting and can’t wait any longer.” A man shoved his way to the front of the line.
He was tall, well-muscled, with short dark hair and a gorgeous double breasted suit. His eyes were dark and hooded, as if he were hiding secrets no one wanted to hear about, and a small scar marred his left cheekbone. He was money, he was elusive, he was danger, and he was raw male. He was exuding so much sex appeal she felt her own body tighten, and all she could think about was Jarvis. His hands on her body, running all over her—
“Oh, dear lord,” Trinity whispered, her voice throaty and rough. “I need to find Blaine. Right now.”
The man held up a pair of virility balls. “Who’s helping me with these?”
“I am.” Natalie stepped up to the counter.
The man’s gaze fell directly on her full and gorgeous breasts. He swore under his breath. “Isn’t there anyone else who can assist me?”
“No. Just me.” Natalie’s pulse began to throb visibly in her neck. “My name’s Natalie Fleming.”
He gripped the marble counter, his tanned forearms flexing. He was muscular and corded, almost as much as Jarvis…
Oh, crap. Why was she thinking about Jarvis? But she couldn’t help it. Her mind was in the gutter big time, and it felt wonderful. She could practically smell that dark, woodsy scent he carried with him. His skin hot to the touch, stretched taut over his muscles… “Trin? Are you feeling weird right now?”
Trinity was bracing herself on one of the counters, and her face was flushed. “You mean like, if Blaine were here, I’d rip off my clothes and ride him ’ til the sun went down, even though the room is packed with about a hundred strangers? That kind of weird?”
Reina’s lower belly was throbbing, a deep, rhythmic pulsing that was the same as she’d experienced that moment when Jarvis had had her pinned beneath him, his weight heavy, dominating, so male. “Yeah, like that.”
Trinity wiped her hand over her forehead. “Is it the virility balls?”
“No, they only work on Dullets. Humans with no magical ability.”
“You’re dangerous to my self-control,” the man said to Natalie, dragging his gaze off her breasts. “I need to shut it down.”
“Shut what down?” Natalie breathed, her voice so throaty that Reina felt her own thighs begin to ache.
“Sex.” He shifted restlessly, as if he could barely contain the energy rushing through him. “I can’t kill any more women with sex. I’ve been celibate for three months, and I can’t hold off much longer. It’s got to change.” He set his hand on Natalie’s and ran his fingers up her arm. “And you’re making it harder. My God. You’re captivating.”
“You kill with orgasms?” Natalie echoed, her voice trembly.
“Holy shit!” Trinity gripped Reina’s arm. “It’s the Godfather. I heard he was in town.”
Reina rubbed her palm over her belly, trying to ease the tension. “The Godfather? The man who has orgasmed over a hundred women to death?”
“Yes,” Trinity whispered. “I’ve heard he has such an effect on women that they can orgasm simply by being in the same room with him. Of course not everyone is susceptible, but as long as she’s within kissing distance of some dirty thoughts, a woman’s got no chance against him.”
Jarvis flashed in Reina’s mind again. This time he was naked and hard. He descended toward her, his eyes intense and dark. Then he took her in a devastating kiss. His mouth was demanding and hard, a warrior who would throw her up against a wall and take what he wanted. But his arms were cradling her, protecting her, giving her safety even while his lips were so hot and—
“I heard it’s worse if he touches you,” Trinity said.
“It is?” Reina realized Godfather’s fingers were trailing down Natalie’s arm, touching her bare skin. They were leaning so close to each other. A sex
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