Jason’s smile faded to a darker expression as his gaze caressed her thigh. But he didn’t touch her. Instead, he started the engine and drove away from the monastery, merging onto the road that led into the city. Had he lost interest in her already? Her gaze drifted out the window as the car sped forward, embarrassment warming her cheeks. What was she thinking? This wasn’t the time or the place.
But then his hand was on her inner thigh, his palm caressing north, pulling her dress even higher. “I didn’t think Artemis would enjoy the show. She was watching you through the upstairs window.”
“Oh,” she said. The word turned into a moan as his fingers found her center, rubbing over her simple cotton underwear.
“You’re wet already. I’ve barely gotten started.”
She moved against his hand, grinding into his fingers until he repositioned to oblige her. What was it about the way he touched her that incinerated all former rationality? She’d gone years without sex and now could think of nothing but Jason and making up for lost time. Selene whimpered and ran a hand between her breasts.
A passing car honked and Jason overcorrected the wheel. “I better pull over before I kill someone. Has anyone ever told you, you’re very distracting?”
“Never.” She smiled at him and licked her lips. He overcorrected again.
Both hands firmly on the wheel, Jason took the next exit, but Selene wasn’t in the mood for waiting. She’d waited long enough for her true love, for a relationship where she could safely express herself sexually. She didn’t plan to wait another minute.
She reached over and unzipped his fly, freeing his erection and sliding her fingers along his shaft.
“Selene,” he murmured.
She leaned over, ducking her head beneath his elbow and taking his cock into her mouth. She’d never done this before in a car. Never done anything like this before on purpose, driven by her own desires. She relished it, sucking and licking—the power she had over him—as he began to moan her name in earnest.
The car stopped, but Selene didn’t. She hastened the rhythm, feeding off the rush of his breathing and the way he slapped the ceiling of the car. She watched him writhe out of the corner of her eye as she mercilessly drove his cock into the back of her throat.
And then he shattered. She swallowed what he gave her, savoring the command she had of his body. He was hers. Putty in her hands. Her lids sank as the tremors rippled through him and he looked at her like she made the world spin simply by breathing.
“By the goddess, Selene, you are full of surprises.”
“Just making up for lost time.” She grinned.
She slid back into her own seat. “Holy mother of pearl!” Selene almost hit the roof. A figure stood in front of their car in the alley where Jason had parked. The menacing form hovered in the shadow of the building, almost blending into the darkness.
“It’s okay. It’s Ryker.”
“He wasn’t watching, was he?”
Jason zipped his pants. “Well, he wasn’t there when I parked the car.”
Heat flooded Selene’s cheeks.
“Believe me, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. This guy has seen worse. Way worse.”
She straightened her dress and climbed out of the car. Ryker moved toward them, his forward momentum out of sync with his actual steps as if he were traveling a moving walkway.
“Jason… so glad to see you survived your encounter with your jaded dragon lover.” Although Ryker spoke to Jason, his eyes never left Selene. He stared at her, entranced, licking his lips occasionally.
“Er, thanks,” Jason said awkwardly.
“Nice to… see you again,” Selene said, almost sputtering.
Ryker’s dark eyes flashed red. “It is my sincere pleasure.” The man brought his full lips to the back of her hand, her skin heating where the kiss connected. She rubbed the area, which itched like it had endured a minor burn. “And, may I say, the shorter style suits you.” He gestured toward her hair.
Selene ran a hand through the sleek pixie cut she’d gotten to even out her butchered hair. She wasn’t sure she’d keep it, but it was nice to know someone appreciated the look.
“Have you heard the news? Selene is no longer an acolyte; she’s my fiancée.” Jason drew her against his side and away from Ryker.
“Fiancée?” He licked his lips. “Thisisa happy turn of events. Come inside,” he said. “I assume you’ve brought me something.”
Jason patted the pocket of his suit jacket and nodded.
