Page 36 of Fire in My Blood

“That was amazing,” I say breathlessly against his chest.

“It was. Thank you, Erica, for giving your body to me like that.” He plants a kiss on the top of my head and lets out a long, contented sigh.

I yawn, and he laughs. “Tired of my company already, are you?”

I raise my head and smile at him. “You’ve worn me out.”

He laughs again. “Good, you need some more sleep.”

He adjusts my relaxed body and tucks me against his side with my head on his solid bicep. His hand gently caresses my hip, and I nestle into him while I trace small circles with my finger on the smooth skin of his chest.

My eyes widen when I suddenly remember the bullet wounds he received just hours ago, and I raise my head to examine his chest.

My eyes snap to his. “Your scars, they’re gone. Completely gone. How is that possible?”

He cups my face with his hand and smiles at me. “I’m a supernatural being, remember? Immortal. I’ll tell you all about what that means in the morning. Now sleep. I’ll stay right here.”

I want to protest and demand an explanation right now, but then I think better of it. I’ll have a million questions, and I’m probably not the only one who’s tired.

I lay my head back down on his bicep and take a deep breath. It’s been a long time since I felt so relaxed and satisfied. And safe.

Chapter 22

Lucas

I wake with a start when someone pounds on the door.

“What is it?” I call out with irritation evident in my voice. Erica is still tucked against my side, asleep, and I want her to stay that way. It’s still dark outside, so we can’t have slept for long.

“A woman is at the gate demanding to speak to you. She says her name is Lyn and that it can’t wait until morning.” Tom’s voice sounds through the door.

I let out a frustrated sigh and carefully remove my arm from beneath Erica’s head. “All right. I’ll be right there. What does she look like?”

“Long red hair, fiery green eyes, breasts perfect for fondling and sucking—”

“I know her.” I cut him off before Tom can elaborate any further. “She’s safe. Take her to the den. I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“Okay.” Tom’s footsteps disappear down the corridor.

“Who’s Lyn?”

I turn my head and look down at the beautiful blonde blinking up at me with sleepy eyes. “You should get some more sleep. Lyn is most likely here to ask what happened to me the last few days.”

I get out of bed and stand. “I’ll be back before dawn.”

The sheets rustle. “I’m coming with you.”

I turn around to see Erica getting out of bed. As she stands, I can’t help drinking in the sight of her. She’s naked, and her hair is a mess, and it brings back the image of her sitting on my cock as her body convulsed with pleasure. It’s an image I won’t soon forget.

My gaze takes in her pink tipped breasts and flat stomach. Her rounded hips have my hands itching to grab her and throw her back on the bed.

Her laughter fills the room, and my eyes snap up to hers.

“You’re going in fully armed?” Her eyes are sparkling with amusement as they lower down my body to my middle.

I look down and chuckle. My shaft is hard and ready for action. “Fuck.”

“Gladly.” Erica is grinning at me when I return my gaze to hers.