The Kings Series #2 His Silver Hand novel Chapter 13

Damn shit! He shouldn't have told her. Now, he could see the determination in her velvet eyes.

"I want to be part of the investigation." His beautiful rider tilted her head up. He admired her courage. He really did. However, it's a no. He would never put her in danger.

"No," they didn't know the whole facts and they had no idea who they were dealing with. One thing was for sure though. The suspect was supernatural.

"She is my friend and employee. I have the right to be there for her family." God! He was too tired to argue in the middle of the night, besides he had missed her.

Anna Marie was getting a lot of concessions lately. How to say no?

"Okay. But the moment it gets dangerous, I will send you home." Damn! She had him wrapped around her pinky. Her eyes brightened and she nodded. He groaned from the arousal shooting through him in an instant. The need for her overwhelmed him. Fuck! Just a taste.

Settling his lips on hers gently, he kissed her tentatively, coaxing a response. She stiffened at first. He paused, hovering above her pair of luscious cherry red lips.

His little chef sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck, urging him. She met his lips this time. They both moaned at the sparks of desire skittering on their heated skin.

Lucas's hands rubbed her back down to her rear. She gasped. He took advantage and plunge his tongue to taste the cavern of her hot mouth. His Rie stiffened once more at the unknown intimacy. Reassuring her, he murmured endearments, with his hands gliding up and down her delicate shoulders and back.

He withdrew his hot tongue to nibble and suck on her lips. Her arms tightened on his neck and she followed his lead. He groaned. She will be the death of him.

His big palms guided her hips down on his throbbing erection. She suddenly stopped breathing and he could sense protest lodged in her throat. Fuck! That was it for tonight. One step at a time.

"I'm sorry," she hid her face on the side of his neck. Her breathing ragged.

"I'm not, sweetheart. You are the best thing that happened to me." Her addictive arousal surrounded him. Teasing him, encouraging. He held unto his control. He knew better.

"We can...we can try more," Rie whispered. He chuckled huskily. God! She had no idea how much he wanted to take on her offer. Still, he had to be strong for both of them.

"Tomorrow night we will see, okay? Let's get some sleep?" Anna Marie looked at him in confusion -- awe replaced it -- she acquiesced. Clinging tightly.

He laid her comfortably on the cotton soft mattress before he began to undress.

Her chocolate eyes followed his movements. She didn't know it however it felt like a caress on his heated skin.

"Sweetheart," he growled. Her hazy eyes darted to him, she blushed cutely at having caught eye-fucking him.

It was so damn frustrating. He heaved a huge breath. He would live. With his black silk boxers, he climbed their bed and gathered her in his embrace.

She sighed contentedly. "Thank you for stopping, Lucas." Her flushed cheek was on his bare chest while she drew patterns on his abs. His muscles tightened including his dick. Christ!

Warm air puffed on his chest, creating delicious goosebumps on his skin. He should be canonized for this. He smirked at his own thoughts. His gargoyle friends will laugh their balls off if that happened.

Anna Marie propped on her elbows so she could look down at him. Her dainty fingers tracing the skin below his luminous eyes down to his chiseled jaw. He didn't mind her touch. It's just that he was too aware of what she was doing and it was driving him crazy.

He caught her fingers to kiss each digit, her breath hitched once more. His Argetlam was so responsive to his touch despite her fears and that made him believe in their mate bond. It was getting stronger day by day.

"Behave, Rie. My control hangs by a thread." He guided her head back to his hard chest. She harrumphed.

"Will you be here when I wake up?" There was a slight irritation in her voice. Shit! She was mad at him for doing that to her. It was probably one of the reasons she gave him the cold shoulder at her restaurant.

"Yes. I'll be here. I promise, sweetheart." She snuggled deeper and hummed her approval. Her arms and legs glued to his body.

His beautiful rider was asleep in no time. While he remained alert. Some evil had started to work against them once more.

The kings and he had received a coded message from Esmeralda, the White Witch, and High Priestess.

Aside from the raids on coffers all over the world, more and more evil creatures were awakened by Ruby and the unknown villain who the enemies referred to as their master.

There was also a growing concern about missing women. Humans and from other realms for the past two years and they had one thing in common. They were all work in New York City. Like Cecille.

Who the fuck was the non-human serial killer? And how did he manage to cover his scent?

His precious jewel must have sensed his agitation because she moaned and rubbed her cheek on his breastbone to ease his worry.

Lucas dropped a kiss to the top of her head and ran his digits on the small of her back.

There was utter contentment enveloping him with his mate in his arms. He knew he was not completely out of the doghouse yet and he intended to make it up to her tomorrow morning.

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Zachary

Fuck! This gothic black witch was hot with her hourglass figure in a constricting black corset and long vibrant red hair. He wondered if it was dyed or natural.

He smirked -- lust claimed over him. Later. He promised himself. Business first.

"So, you've finally come." She stated smugly, returning his scrutiny of her luscious figure and licking her lips suggestively, liking what she saw.