Taming the Night (Creatures of the Night Book 1) by Tisha Wilson

hours? I give you full permission,” he went on.
    “Few hours? My. We are full of ourselves. And what makes you think I will fall madly in love with you?”
    “It’s my counter attack. I figure if you fall for me then you’ll forget all about the Brachial thing and just spill all of your secrets.”
    “And what makes you think a little goo d sex will cause that to happen?” His lips neared hers and she felt his heat brush her lips. A tremor traveled up and down her spine.
    “Cause if it doesn’t , I have one of those flashy mind thingy’s in my back pocket.”
    She did laugh then. She laughed like she hadn’t laughed in years and then he was laughing with her. His chest rumbled with the laughter and made her feel warm inside. Even that stupid little hotel Air Conditioner wouldn’t cool her off now. He lowered his head and clamped down on her neck and she closed her eyes. As his tongue flipped over her jugular, stars exploded behind her eyes.
    Her nipples pulled tight as he continued to play his tongue over the sensitive skin on her neck. She fell open to him like a flower and it seemed like he was there all at once, pressing his rock hard body against her. The few clothes she had on seemed to be very uncomfortable at the moment. Her knees were parted and her breasts rubbed against his chest. She rubbed against him until her breasts popped loose of the bustier and then she buried her hands in the length of his black hair, pulling his mouth from her neck to her breast.
    She nearly came right then as his mouth clamped down on the tiny bud of her nipple. He swirled it around and pulled it hard into his mouth and all she could see where vision s of that mouth clamping down on her clit. She was so on fire that she didn’t even know if she could wait for that. She wanted his cock deep inside her. She wanted him moving over her, pushing harder and harder, deeper inside of her. She wanted…
    Suddenly her concentration was broken and she sat straight up. When had they fallen back onto the bed , and when did his hand work its way into the back of her pants to cup her bare ass? He sat up with her pulling his hand away.
    “I’m sorry. I got a little carried away. You were just looking at me like… and I thought you wanted-”
    “Shhh,” she hissed, halting his mumbling apology as she pulled her shirt up. It came on her quickly. The sensation climbed up the back of her neck and danced over her skull as her nails extended. “What the fuck?”
    *
    Jerry wasn’t quit sure how he’d gone from scolding her about talking down about herself, to laying on top of her with her nipple in his mouth and his hand down her pants, but he had never done that before with another woman. Not even with… He began to apologize when he noticed her eyes. Not only were they violet but they looked somehow… feline. He heard her mumble a curse before, without warning, she picked him up and tossed him over her body and against the far wall.
    He hit with a thud and was crashing to the floor when he heard the door crack and come flying into the room. The stench hit him as the creature appeared. It put one clawed hand on either side of the door and roared into the room, saliva and spit flying in at them. The thing looked straight into his eyes and he realized its intent immediately. It was coming for him. He wasn’t going to sit around and wait for it. He dashed to the side for one of the guns on the dresser. He just got his hand on one when he heard the small twenty two that Al had pulled on him earlier discharge.
    The thing screeched as it hit the floor but only half of it was burning. He stared at it stupidly as it writhed in pain. It lashed out and grabbed his ankle and he went down hard. Al was there all of a sudden, standing over it, and she fired into the arm that was still moving. The rest of the wolf went up in flames as well. She hovered over Jerry with a disapproving look before she shook her head and snatched the gun from his