A Dangerous Hunger: (The Sentinel Demons) by J. S. Scott Read Free Book Online Page A

should be when a woman wanted a man.
    Drew pulled his mouth from hers, his chest heaving as he commanded, “Don’t think about him . Never think about him . You’re mine to take care of now, Talia.”
    The possessiveness in his low, desperate voice had Talia squirming beneath him, his hard cock pressing against her core so tightly that she had no doubt that he desired her. “I don’t think about him anymore. Not usually,” she answered breathlessly, staring at the ferocity of his expression, and the glowing amber eyes that, rather than frightening her, inflamed her even more because she knew she was the cause of the reaction. Drew really did want to be her protector, her lover. And feeling wanted in those ways was heady and delicious.
    “He hurt you,” Drew answered furiously.
    “A long time ago. It doesn’t matter,” she answered, tightening her arms around his neck and squeezing her legs around his hips. Truly, her past sexual humiliation really didn’t matter. Drew, and her agonizing craving for him, wiped every other rational thought from her brain.
    His vow to protect her had shattered some of the protective ice around her heart, breaking through to the woman who really had been lonely for so very long.
    “I’ll do nothing except pleasure you until that bad experience is completely gone from your mind,” he told her huskily, arrogantly, but with a touch of vulnerability as well.
    Oh hell, it was already gone. At that moment, Talia couldn’t care less about some silly boy who had tried to take away her dignity along with her virginity when she was barely an adult. Right now, all she cared about was being possessed by this big, fierce, angry man/demon who was holding her body captive with his, and who wanted her more than anyone ever had. “I’ve forgotten about him already,” she murmured softly, stroking the thick, coarse hair at Drew’s nape. The corded muscles in his neck were tight and tense, just like his every other muscle she could feel. White-hot desire was smoldering from his body, and it was being absorbed by hers, the heat nearly incinerating her alive. “Please, Drew,” she pleaded. Her gaze locked with his as her entire being pulsated with yearning for his touch, his possession.
    “Christ! Do you two mind doing this later? I’m about to go blind here,” another male voice grumbled irritably.
    The sound of someone else in the room was enough to pull Talia from her haze of lust, her head jerking to the side to see an angry Hunter standing across the room. He was bruised, his face full of lacerations in various states of healing, and his expression looked completely disgusted.
    He hadn’t changed a bit. Hunter looked exactly like he had the last time she’d seen him.
    Talia looked back and forth from Drew to Hunter, Drew’s eyes never leaving her. “Drew…let me up. Hunter’s here,” she told him desperately, pushing against his chest frantically.
    “Leave,” Drew snarled, his eyes glowing even brighter as he looked briefly at Hunter and then back at Talia. “My mate.”
    “Oh, shit.” Hunter rolled his eyes. “Not again.” He flopped into a chair, not looking at all ready to leave. “Get off her, Irish.” His eyes narrowed as they focused on Talia. “Hey, I know you.”
    Talia pushed harder on Drew’s chest, trying to move what seemed like an unyielding mountain on top of her, embarrassed by Hunter’s eagle-eyed stare. “Yes. We’ve met. You rescued me when I stupidly almost made the mistake of agreeing to an Evil bargain to save my mother.”
    Talia finally gave up trying to get Drew to move and rolled out from under him, landing on her ass in an awkward heap on the carpet. Drew’s arm shot out and pulled her up beside him, his steely arm wrapped around her waist. Sitting up, he pulled her beside him and drilled Hunter with a furious glare.
    “Leave,” Drew demanded again, his voice dripping with hostility.
    “Take it easy. I’m not taking her from you. I