Promises Unbroken: A Hot Paranormal Shifter Romance (Hidden Hills Shifter Book 5) (8 page)

He had a point. “Then would you be willing to close your eyes?”

“Only after I feast on your naked body.”

Chapter Seven

S
elena nearly swooned
at Jackson’s sexy words. The man knew how to push her buttons and seemed determined to do everything to dispel all ideas she’d had about how a man treated a woman. No matter how much she resisted, Jackson was doing a good job of changing her mind.

If he wanted to see her naked, he needed to work for it, too. It would make the end result that much more exciting. She held out her arms. “Be my guest.”

He licked his lips and his eyes shimmered. When his teeth elongated, both fear and excitement spiked through her. Making love to him when his panther side was yearning for release sped up her hormonal urges.

“You sure? I plan to take my time, even if it kills me.”

“Yes.” Her insides warmed at his desperate sounding words, but she was up for the challenge. More than anything, she needed to prove to herself that she could handle anything he dished out. Mate or no mate, she had to be able to resist him.

Good luck with that!

“How about
you
closing your eyes?” he asked as he fingered her hair.

“Not on your life. I want to watch you sweat while I remain totally unaffected by what you do.”

Jackson dropped back his head and laughed. “You are full of shit. You can’t control yourself around me any more than I can around you.”

Selena had been thrown challenges her whole life. “Try me.”

“Mind if I turn off a few lights? I think better than way.”

“Help yourself. I see quite well in the dark, even in my human form.”

“So do I. Got any candles?”

She laughed. “You need candles for romance?”

“Who said anything about romance?”

Jackson was stalling for time. He should be stripping her naked. “I’ll find one.”

Hurrying into the kitchen, she found a small candle, lit it, and carried it into the living room, feeling like a priest readying for a sacrifice. She set it on the coffee table. “Better?”

“I’ll let you be the judge.” He scooped her up and deposited her on the sofa.

There wasn’t room for the two of them to stretch out, but Selena didn’t want to act like a know-it-all and tell him. Only after he knelt in front of her, did she understand what he was about to do. He tugged off one boot and she let out a sigh of relief. After he removed her sock, he repeated with her other foot then rubbed each sole with his strong fingers.

Did he know a foot massage was the fastest way to her heart? Sinking fast into heavenly bliss, she hadn’t meant for the groan to escape, but her body was beginning to tingle from the wonderful pleasure.

“I see you like this.”

She didn’t want him to know just how much. “I’ve been on my feet all day.”

He grinned and his dimples almost made her swoon. No man should be that good looking.

“Uh-huh.” After ten more minutes, Selena’s muscles weakened. “Would you like my hands on other parts of your body?” he asked, his words full of promise.

Decisions, decisions
.

Her cheetah spit out her answer. “Only if I can return the favor.”

“How about if we both close our eyes and undress each other?”

She loved his win-win attitude. Selena reached out and let him pull her to her feet. “You won’t cheat?”

His grin spread across his face. “I might peak a little, but I’ll try to control myself.”

For some reason, she found that funny and snorted a laugh. Jackson just shook his head then shut his eyes. She did, too, and her sense of smell heightened and her nipples hardened. “Can you take off your shoes?”

“Can do,” he said.

His boots thumped on the floor and his heat signature intensified once more as he stepped closer. Without a shirt, he was left with two pieces of clothing, which meant she’d have him naked in no time.

When she tried to undo the zipper on his pants, however, he swatted away her hands. Immediately, she opened her eyes but found his closed, so she shut hers again. “Why can’t I undo your pants?”

“Because I need to take off your top, and if you’re working on me, I won’t be able to concentrate.”

That was a cop out—no pun intended. He didn’t need to concentrate. He feared shifting again.

Wanting to return to her seduction sooner rather than later, she undid the top button of her uniform, but he clasped her wrists and leaned closer. “Let me,” he whispered.

“Hurry.”

The fabric rubbing against the button had barely made any noise. While she couldn’t see his smile, she bet he was grinning in victory.

As he worked on undoing her blouse, his lips hovered over her neck, and his warm breath created chaos all around her heart. The second his lips brushed her skin, tingles shot out in every direction.

Don’t shift
.
Don’t shift.

Selena hadn’t realized how hard it was to keep from ravishing him. Going slow ignited her inner beast as much as when they attacked each other furiously. Man, she was a mess. Between the soft kisses and his fingers easing open her shirt, her pulse was frantically racing. As much as she wanted to undo his fly and grab his cock, she sensed he wanted to be the one to decide how fast or slow to go.

Her mom was right. Selena didn’t do compromise well, but this time, she’d make an exception and do what worked best for both of them.

“Your scent is becoming part of me.” He whispered it so softly that she almost had to strain to hear, despite her animal abilities.

Without thinking, she inhaled, and he, too, became part of her, and as much as she wanted to block his heady aroma, she couldn’t. When he eased open her shirt, cool air rushed up her belly and sparks flew. Jackson leaned back, slipped his hands under her bra, and pushed it on top of her breasts.

Holy shifters. His callused palms scraped across the tips and turned them even harder. Arching her back for more contact, she clasped his bulging biceps. There was nothing about this man that was less than extraordinary.

“I’m holding on by a thread,” he said.

“I’ll sew you back up if you fall.”

He laughed then devoured her mouth. When her tongue probed his heat, she bucked up against him, searching for more. She slid her hands to his back, dragged her nails down to his waist then broke the kiss. “I need you naked and in me. Now.”

She hadn’t meant to send out that demand, but the animal in her was overpowering.

He growled, but she didn’t dare open her eyes. As if both beasts had been let out of their cages, she tore open his pants and slid the slacks and briefs down his legs. Without asking, he lifted each leg and kicked the material off to the side. His eyes might be open, but she didn’t want to look at him. Seeing his face full of lust would only make her break sooner.

Faster than a cheetah could run, he divested her of her clothes, including her bra and panties.

“I need you, cat woman.”

She gave in and opened her eyes then peered deeply into his that were flecked with swirls of green and gold. His mouth was slightly parted and his breathing quick. Just as she was about to bend over and suck on his cock, he dipped his head and captured one nipple then the other, pulling each taut. Pleasure streaked straight to her core and she almost forgot about returning the favor.

“Yes!” No amount of willpower could stop her from thrilling to his touch.

“I can’t wait any longer. Ride me,” he panted.

Jackson lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist for support. His huge dick pressed against her needy core, and she nearly came right there.

When he dragged his lips across her neck, she debated telling him not to bite her, but her raging hormones were begging for the union.

“Hold on,” he said as he slid a hand between them and moved his cock into position under her weeping hole.

Her inner walls contracted as she sank down on him.
Whoa.
Stretched wide, she had to hold her breath until her body could accommodate his girth. She leaned over, opened her mouth, and clamped her teeth on his shoulder but didn’t break the skin.

“You okay?” he asked.

“As good as I can be with your big, throbbing cock inside me.”

He chuckled then eased out. When he drove back in, his cock filled her to the hilt. Stars swam in her eyes as her teeth sharpened and her nails elongated. It was as if he’d plugged her into an electric socket and hot pulses shocked her body. Passion consumed her. Desire nearly strangled her.

She pressed her feet onto his thighs, lifted up, and then dropped back down, encompassing all of him. When she tilted her head, their lips met, and he sucked on her bottom lip. She wasn’t certain if it was the sensual way he drew her in or how his cock was transforming her, but she almost came.

His nails dug into her back, and the ache shot straight through her. Every cell in her body was filled with his essence and her desires soared higher. He moved again, his thick shaft continuing to blaze a scorching path into her and taking her close to her climax while his grunts and moans surrounded her, cocooning her in a feeling of safety.

When he dragged her chin toward him and kissed her, all sanity fled. She wanted him. Needed him. And had to have him. Hanging on tight, she rode him hard, as shards of bliss charged through her.

Jackson plunged in once more and held her close. As his hot cum filled her, her climax swooped in, taking her to a new realm where the image of them running across a field filled her mind. As she was swept up in her tumultuous orgasm, her vision blurred.

Minutes passed, and as Selena’s energy seeped out of her, she collapsed her head onto his shoulder.

“I think we need to sit,” he said, acting as if the hot sex had done him in, too.

With his arms stilled wrapped around her, he walked her into the kitchen and set her on the cold counter. He retrieved a cloth from the drawer and wet it. When he dragged it across her opening, her swollen folds reacted to his mere touch. This sensitivity to him had to stop.

If she didn’t do something constructive, she’d ravish him again. “Don’t forget I need to fix your buttons.”

Jackson grinned, and when he slipped her off the counter and pressed his chest against her, all domestic chores evaporated from her brain—again. He leaned over and nibbled on her lip, reigniting her passions.

She gently pushed back. “We can’t keep doing this.”

“Do what?”

He knew what she meant. “This. Sex. All the time.” Jackson laughed, but she’d been serious. He didn’t seem to understand. “We have jobs to do and we can’t be making love every night.”

He dragged a finger down her cheek, stimulating her insides once more. “I see nothing wrong with two mates being together several times a day. We’re basically animals and have a need to scratch.”

Was that all it was? Pure animal instinct?

Selena tried to squash the disappointment but failed.

What was she supposed to do now that he’d succeeded in getting under her skin?

Chapter Eight