COMING SOON!
Shadow Demons 1: Along Came A Demon
by Marteeka Karland
He met her gaze steadily. When she
turned away, he took the few steps separating them and cupped her face, forcing
her to look at him. "In the meantime, I want you to cooperate with Mrs.
McDonald when she brings you and Rose clothing or anything else she says you
need. Don't fight her." Another tear slipped down her cheek and Merrily
tried to free herself from his grasp. Alex was merciless, putting his other hand
on the other side of her face. "Don't look away from me, Merrily," he
said softly. "Take a couple days to rest and recuperate from your ordeal.
Let Ruth do what she does, and I'll take care of the rest. After that, if you
still want to leave, I won't stop you. But perhaps you'll find you like it
here."
Finally, she nodded slightly. Alex
was so relieved, he wanted to kiss her. Instead, he settled for memorizing her
face. But when her lips parted, he found himself falling forward, until their
lips were pressed together.
The shot of lust was immediate and
hard. Alex had to fight a groan, but he heard Merrily's little whimper. Her
hands clutched at the front of his shirt, bunching the expensive material. He
had no idea if this was her way of holding him to her or if she simply held on
for dear life, but Alex had -- had --
to kiss her.
Somehow, he found the presence of
mind to separate from her long enough to look into her eyes, to see if she was
afraid or, worse, disgusted with him. He halfway expected her to slap him. Lord
knew he deserved it. He was offering her a safe haven. A job. A means to save
herself and her daughter and get the hell out of Dodge if she wanted. Would she
think he expected the use of her body in payment?
What he saw in her eyes was such a
mixture of everything it made him growl. She was definitely interested in him
as a man, but she was also terrified to turn him down. "Just one more
kiss, Merrily," he whispered against her lips. "I'm not taking my
payment from your body, but I have to kiss you again."
"OK," she managed. Alex
could feel the fine tremors going through her body. Her hands still clutched at
his shirt and he was thankful. At least she wasn't rejecting him outright. He
knew she'd have no idea what to make of this. Hell, he didn't either. But the
need… the hunger. All for her.
Never in his life had Alex
experienced such a visceral reaction to a woman. It was all he could do to keep
his kiss gentle. Especially when her hands adjusted her grip. She gripped the
muscles of his chest, her fingers flexing and relaxing, kneading like a little
kitten. Her return kiss was tentative, but she seemed to want to explore as
much as he did.
When she whimpered beneath him
again, he backed her up against the wall, one hand going behind her head, the
other circled her back, holding her to him tightly, giving her no way to get
away from him. He deepened the kiss, slanting his mouth over hers with a little
more force, letting her know how much he simply wanted to take her and damn the
consequences.
Alex knew this was wrong. Knew he
was taking advantage of a woman much younger and so much more inexperienced
than he was in more ways than one. She would likely expect things from him
after this. Truth be told, he'd give her anything she wanted if he knew he could
have the free use of her body.
That thought brought back his sanity
when nothing else could. Would she expect money? Luxuries? Would she expect
them to be in a "relationship" now? Why did that thought not give him
the anxiety he'd always felt when a woman got clingy?
Ending the kiss slowly, Alex pulled
back, needing to see every expression on her face. Her eyes were still closed,
a look of complete and utter bliss on her face. Her cheeks were the lightest
pink, her lips kiss-swollen, giving her an adorable pouty look. When her eyes
fluttered open, they sparkled like deep, clear emeralds. She didn't look like a
woman who had landed the "big fish," she looked like a woman who'd
completely lost herself in the moment and enjoyed it for the intensity of the
pleasure she received.
As he watched, reality slowly began
to take hold of her. Instead of elation or any number of other emotions, he saw
shame. Humiliation.
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