Banshee Seduction (Montgomery's Sin Book 1) by Diane Saxon

“You seemed interested. In fact you seemed intent on making her acquaintance.”
    “Hmmm.”
    It was like pulling teeth. Where Daniel was normally much chattier, he seemed to have clammed up. Changing the subject might help. “What about the electric shock you gave my girl?”
    “She’s not your girl yet.”
    “How do you know?”
    Daniel turned his wintry gold gaze from the road to Matt. “I know. If you’d got laid, you wouldn’t be so antsy, and you certainly wouldn’t be out cruising for the babe with the big—” At Matt’s raised eyebrows, Daniel smiled. “—blue eyes, because you would be in her bed right now, and I would not be having to put up with your truculent shit.”
    Uncomfortable with the turn of conversation, Matt turned away to stare out the side window. He heaved a sigh at the spectacle of the crowds blocking the doorway to Montgomery’s Sin. Shit, Daniel was right. If he’d gotten laid, Ginny would be in his bed, and there’d be no need for this parade. All of them human, most of them female. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he had to blink quickly to rid himself of his third eyelid, which had inadvertently closed. He really needed to be more careful. It seemed to happen more lately when he lost his concentration. He scanned the crowd.
    It wasn’t just about getting laid. It was about locating his mate. The strong pull after two hundred years of waiting stretched his patience.
    It was the tall red-haired model who drew his attention first. At Daniel’s disgusted groan, he knew he’d spotted her too. Hardly difficult. Probably the tallest person there, she wore a sleek, crimson leather dress that reached just below the cheeks of her ass and had evidently been stitched together once she’d slithered it on. It was the only explanation. There was no way, not even with her slender figure, she’d been able to squirm into it without aid.
    She stood in the darkened shadows. A sexy woman, she still didn’t have what it took to turn his head like the cutie pie, his mate, who stepped out from behind her and stopped his breath in his throat.
    Ice-blue silk draped from the three tiny straps at each of her shoulders to shimmer over her opulent breasts and waterfall straight to her slim ankles. A showcase to the stunning six-inch silver heels that looked as though someone had scraped the scales off a dragon’s skin and laid them in an intricate pattern over each other. They glowed in the fading light of the pink and golden sunset. Delighted, he thought he might just let her keep them on when he stripped her of everything else.
    The sound of Daniel’s voice reached through the rush of blood swarming from his brain.
    “What the f— Matt, you can’t jump out!”
    But he’d already opened the door and stepped out of the moving car before he’d given it another thought. She drew him like no other.
    By rights, his feet should have been on fire, the speed at which the car had been going, but he barely felt the warmth seep through his Italian leather-soled boots.
    Eyes focused on only one woman, he made a bee-line straight for her, grasped her hand, and drew her out of the line of minor celebrities waiting to enter the club. Careful not to appear too overbearing, he raised her hand and smoothed his lips over the back of her fine skin, satisfying himself with the mere touch of her.
    Caught by surprise, her eyes widened. Pure white flashed through them like little bolts of lightning and thrilled him beyond words. Hopeful, he smoothed his thumb across her palm and tugged her in closer. “You want to go in, or…?”
    The quick jerk of her hand surprised him. “Please don’t ask me again if I want to hit the sheets.”
    Her voice was a quiet whisper so he almost didn’t hear, but he felt the insult roll off her. Not so with her vampire friend who had ears like a bat. Aghast, she elbowed her way closer. “He said what? When? You’ve only met him twice.”
    He gave a regretful smile and