I told you to have your stuff in my room.”
“I heard you bark an order, but, like I told you before, I don’t answer to you. I’ll be keeping this room.” She trailed her index finger along his lower lip. “However, if you want to bunk in here with me, I have no problem with that. And, just so you know, I don’t like boots in bed either.” She walked out and headed to the main door.
She knew she shouldn’t tease him, shouldn’t antagonise him, but she couldn’t help it. She wanted him again. Thrusting deep. Hell, she wanted his cock in her mouth. She wanted to take him away from all this and sequester him in a place of her own choosing and keep him there for as long as she wished.
He was on her heels and joined her as she grabbed some food to take with her. Just before they stepped from the dark corridor to the morning sun, he grabbed her and pressed her back into the wall.
“What game are you playing, Doc?”
“Unlike you, I don’t play games. I have a job to do. As do you, and it seems like you have a new problem. You can’t seem to keep your hands off me. So I should ask you what game you’re playing.”
He took her mouth in a bruising kiss, jerking away before she had got enough. “I’m not the only one with the hand problem. You know you’re wet with need and it’s going to drive you crazy all day wanting me to shove my cock into you and relieve the ache.”
With that he shouldered through the door and went outside. She shuddered as his words sank in. He was right. She craved him more than anything. And, given what she was and who he was, that could be a problem.
Chapter Three
Kenric wiped the back of his hand across his brow and rolled his shoulders to get the kinks out. Before he knew what had happened he’d sought out Saffron. She hadn’t complained once about being down here. Hadn’t got in the way, either. She did her thing and left them to do theirs.
Right now, she stood by Shade, talking. Jealousy rose within him and he did his best to ignore it. He didn’t understand why he was jealous. She shouldn’t mean anything to him, but she did. Something had been born between them as he took her in his room. He’d not meant to. Hell, he’d wanted to keep as much distance from her as possible but every time she sassed him he wanted to kiss her.
He despised the cool, indifferent look her eyes held ninety-eight per cent of the time. He wanted the passion-filled gaze he had seen after the kiss and after they’d done what they did in his bed. Made love? Fucked? He wasn’t quite sure what to call it. All he knew was that he wanted more.
Saffron had taken her shirt off and tied it around her waist, leaving her in only her tank top. He stared at her smooth skin and felt his cock respond. With a muttered curse, he headed towards them. The closer he drew, the more obvious the tattoo on the upper part of her well-defined arm became.
The tattoo depicted a male lion holding a flower in its mouth. The lion stood on a row of symbols he didn’t understand, and a snake sat at each end of the markings. The detail was amazingly intricate and he swore the creature was looking directly at him.
“I need a word with the doc,” he said to Shade.
“Sure thing.” Shade walked off after giving him a smirk.
“Come with me, I have something to show you.”
She fell into step with him and they walked away from the main site, down a different tunnel. He had to stop himself from reaching for her. Even covered in sweat and dirt she had to be the loveliest thing he’d ever seen.
“What can I do for you, Kenric?” she asked.
“I can think of many things, darlin’.” He shook his head at himself.
“I’m sure you can.” She stepped back farther and glanced around. “What did you need?”
“Were you serious about the whole rift and stuff?”
“Deadly serious.”
He ran a hand over his stubbled chin. “Are my men in immediate danger?” If they were he would run with the bare