Devil's Mate (The Tribe MC: Chase of Prey Book 1) by Heather West Read Free Book Online Page A

The silences that occasionally popped up were comfortable and they both relaxed. Cara kept looking at Sebastian’s hands and the steady way he held his steak knife. His teeth were white and even and her heart fluttered continually.
    Cara was amused at herself. If she kept this up she was going to die of a heart attack before the meal was over. How would their seemingly unflappable waiter take to having to break out a defibrillator to keep a customer alive?
    When the meal was done, Sebastian asked if she wanted to go for a stroll, and she said yes without any hesitation. She didn’t want to leave his side just yet.
    All the bars had their doors thrown open wide to the fresh, cool air — such a rarity in this nearly tropical clime — and music came from nearly all of them, but one was different. This was slide guitar played low and sweet, with a zydeco behind it.
    Cara’s feet tapped involuntarily and Sebastian laughed as he pulled her into the bar and straight onto the dance floor.
    Cara had always loved to dance. She shook her hips, snapped her fingers and flung her hair to the beat. The live band caught sight of her on the crowded dance floor and they began to play harder.
    Sebastian was stunned by her dancing. He’d heard that Tribe women could enthrall a man just by dancing, but he’d never seen that until now. She was poetry in motion; she was sensual movements and long whipping hair. She looked like Lust incarnate.
    He could no longer deny that he wanted her. He moved onto the floor with her and took her into his arms. Her body melted into his and they danced, a long twisting dance that caused everyone around them to slowly leave the floor and simply stare at the two magnificent people in their midst.
    Cara forgot that anyone else was around. She was caught up in the moment, her body reacting to every motion of his. They moved together in a primal, earthy dance. His hips pressed hard against hers and she felt his maleness against her body.
    Sebastian held her tightly. His arms formed a protective circle around her and her head rested against the curve of his strong shoulder. She closed her eyes, letting his body lead hers. Beneath the shirt he wore his skin was warm and she wanted to hold onto him forever.
    His hips moved against hers, making her belly fill with darting butterflies and her throat fill with a lump. The nervousness that also arose was strange and she was confused by it but the sexual longings she was experiencing were even more confusing and frightening.
    Her nipples hardened and her lower body pressed closer to his. She wanted, needed, to feel him there against her. There was a low insistent throbbing coming from her very center and she was almost desperate to find some relief from it.
    The song ended and a burst of applause from the bar’s patrons stunned them back into awareness. Cara looked around like a sleeper awakening form a dream.
    Sebastian was equally flustered, and what was more, he needed a drink. He pulled her to the bar and the woman behind it, whose big nametag identified her as Michelle, asked if they wanted a private dining room.
    They’d already eaten, but right then, they both wanted privacy. Michelle led them to a small room furnished with a table and chairs, a low sofa and a door that closed and locked.
    Sebastian could barely keep his hands off Cara while the waitress brought them a frosted bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne in it, two glasses and a plate of cheese and fruit. “Just ring the bell if you need anything else,” she said, and vanished.
    Cara turned to Sebastian. Their mouths met and she clung to him. He picked her up and carried her over to the sofa. Her hair fell around them like a silky veil and as he laid her down on the sofa she forced out words that almost shattered his heart.
    “I’ve never done this before.”
    A virgin! He would have to be very careful. His desire was at an all-time high and he wanted her so badly he could hardly wait, but he