Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 04

Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 04 by Relentless Read Free Book Online

Book: Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 04 by Relentless Read Free Book Online
Authors: Relentless
women?”
    Max nodded, knowing where this train of logic was running. “It does
look damn suspicious. If she’s carrying a vamp kit—”
    “If she’s breeding for a vamp, you have to take out her and the
monsters she’s carrying.”
    Max felt acid burn in his gut and he put down his coffee cup. “She’s
human.”
    “She’s fucking a vamp.”
    Max felt his cheeks burn with guilt.
    “You’re the only one who can get close enough.” Alec’s gaze pinned him
to his chair. “Joe’s your buddy.”
    “My friend died,” Max said, between gritted teeth. “Besides, he’d be
suspicious if I suddenly wanted to hang out again. He knows what I think of his
kind.”
    Alec lifted an eyebrow. “So have a change of heart.”
    Max shifted his head from side to side to loosen the tension knotting
his shoulders. “I’ll try to get close enough to see whether she’s actually
pregnant.”
    “Good enough.” He canted his head, leveling a questioning gaze. “What
is it with you today? Are you going soft on the demons?”
    Max forced his features to remain relaxed. “No.”
    “Remember what they did to our mother,” Alec said softly.
    “How the hell can I forget? They left me with you to raise on my own.”
He gave his brother a small, tight smile.
    “Yeah!” Alec raised his beer and swallowed the rest in one long gulp.
“Hold onto that thought. By the way, can I borrow your motorcycle?”
    So that was it. Max heaved a sigh. “I thought you were just here to see
your big brother.”
    “That too. Got a date tonight—can’t take her out in my Civic. She’ll
think I’m a real geek.”
    “If you take the chopper, you’d better lay off the beer.”
    “Really?” Alec stood, eager to be away now that he’d gotten what he’d
come for. “You’ll let me have her?”
    “Sure.” At least it would get him away from Pia. “But if you leave a
single scratch on her—”
    “I know, I know.” Alec grinned and swiped the keys from a dish on the
counter. “You know what your problem is…”
    Max raised an eyebrow.
    “You need to get laid, brother.”
    Max threw a glare at Alec as he walked out the door laughing, then he
glanced at his watch. Only an hour before sunset. Time to get dressed for
work—and time to get lost before Pia awoke.
    But first he couldn’t resist one last look.
    He walked slowly to the bedroom and pushed open the door. Pia lay on
her back just as he’d left her, naked and sleeping peacefully.
    The dim light did nothing to hide the sweet curves of her body. Her
hair was a dark cloud—he’d remember the sight of it fanned out on his pillow
for a long time. He lifted a strand and rubbed it between his fingers— fine
as spider’s silk .
    Her small body was just as deceptively beautiful. His gaze lowered to
the silken thatch between her legs, and he shifted his feet apart. He could
still remember the feel of her inner muscles clutching his body in rhythmic
waves. Could hear her throaty cries as she’d come, luring him over the edge.
    He reached and cupped a breast—the one marked with dried blood. His
thumb caressed her nipple, and it budded instantly. He drew away from the
temptation of that rosy crest, and cursed silently as his body reacted to the
sight.
    Damn her! Did she know what he was? Was she playing some sort of game
to draw him out?
    First, a murderous pack of werewolves. Then a sweet, fanged temptation.
    Max didn’t believe in coincidences.

Chapter Four
    Stretching, Pia woke slowly, moaning as her sleep-fogged mind noted
each delicious ache. With her eyes still closed, she slid her hand along the
mattress, only to find the source of her languorous state gone. Sighing, she
rolled and pressed her face into Max’s pillow.
    For a long moment, she let her mind wander back through the evening’s
love play. Max’s stern mouth softened by long, carnal kisses. Strong hands
kneading her breasts and buttocks. Blunt, clever fingers that brought her to
the edge. And a cock that filled her

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