A Demon's Desire (Demon Brothers' Trilogy Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Somehow, it hadn’t seemed right to go on with her plans to leave her hometown for college so soon after the tragedy. Taking a full-time job at the diner had allowed her to keep up the payments on the small house she’d inherited. If she hadn’t, everything would have been sold by the bank. Everything her parents had owed, gone from the face of the earth.
    Rafe took the plate and glass from her before she could move. She watched as he washed them and placed them in the dish drainer by the side of the sink. Would he leave now? Ask to stay?
    He moved back toward her until they were standing hip to hip, close enough to feel the warmth from each other’s bodies. Julie told herself she should move away, order him from her house. Her heart danced in her chest, a wild jackhammer rhythm. Rafe stared at her, his eyes half-lidded, the bright blue now layered with black. She’d seen him like this before. It had freaked her out the first time she realized his eyes changed color based on his mood. At first the midnight black, where no emotion showed through, had scared her. But now she knew it was the complete opposite. His eyes grew dark when emotions rode him hard. Like when he was coming inside her. His hand lifted and his fingertips caressed her cheek. His other hand curled around her waist. Julie immediately tried to jerk back, thinking, for some inexplicable reason that if he touched her stomach he would know.
    He gave a rumble and clenched her shirt in his hand, pulling her forward until the small space between them disappeared. His face was close, his breath mingling with hers. And then their lips were touching, curving to fit as though made for each other—which they were.
    Julie was helpless to stop him. She’d resisted him as long as she could but feelings of utter longing sprang up from somewhere deep within. She tried, really tried to ignore them, but it was impossible with the way he was kissing her, caressing her, pressing her against him as if he would never let her go.
    When he deepened the kiss, she opened to him, let him in. Part of her hated herself for the weakness, yet she was unable to fight it. She melted against him, and his mouth plundered hers. Her arms found their way around his neck and she closed her eyes, afraid of what would happen next. He was raining kisses onto her willing mouth and she was drinking them in. His hands slid beneath the cotton of her shirt and circled the sides of her waist then moved up her sides. His mouth left hers and skimmed the sensitive skin along her jawline, heightening her arousal. When he covered her breasts, she moaned. How had she forgotten what his touch was like? Her breasts were tender and he must have sensed that because his touch softened. She just hoped he didn’t guess the reason why.
    “Better?”
    “Mmm.” Coherent speech was beyond her at the moment. He continued to knead her breasts, tugging on the nipples. She pressed closer, nestling his hard cock against her hungry pussy.
    “Rafe,” she murmured. How did she express her need?
    He stepped back and his name was a loud protest. “Rafe.”
    He just smiled as he took off his flannel shirt. He wore no undershirt and she wondered again how he hadn’t frozen to death. The worry left in a hurry as his chest and torso came into view. His muscles beckoned her fingertips, enticing them to trace the ridges that made up his abs. No wonder demons were so seductive—they had a body to die for. The natural bronze of his skin invited her lips to touch and taste.
    Leaning forward, she placed her mouth over one of the brown nubs, sucking his nipple inside her mouth. His hand covered the back of her head pressing her mouth closer as his fingers threaded into her hair, causing it to tumble down around her shoulders. “Oh, yeah, baby, just like that.”
    She glanced up at him and saw that he’d thrown back his head as she sucked and licked and bit.
    Any worries she’d had that he might not find her as attractive as