He raised his glass and I did the same, tapping his.
He downed his.
I followed suit.
Wow! Yeah, that burned. I suppressed a cough. The sting lasted only an instant. I’d always recovered quickly from spicy food.
He studied me as I put the glass down, his smile stretching his cheeks even more.
“You can handle some fire, eh?”
“I can handleyourfire,’ I sassed back.
A shudder took him as his eyes dilated, a sliver of fire around a void of black. The rest of the bar faded away, just me and the flame-ringed abyss of his devouring eyes.
“Izzy,” he whispered. My name sounded like sin on his lips. Shivers raced down my spine as heat pooled in my core. “Naughty.” That word, followed by the slight lick of his lips, was a sexy sucker punch. I couldn’t catch my breath. My head spun. Flames seared through me as a tiny gasping moan escaped my lips.
I needed to take off some clothes, preferably his. It was too damned hot to be anything but naked.
“You live nearby?” he asked, voice low and sultry.
Already at that point, were we?
Screw it.
Yes, we were.
I’d slept with menfarless interesting than Rook. I usually took home the sweet, handsome, lonely ones, boring but safe. Rook was anything but boring. One lookand he made my entire body burn in a way I’d never felt before.
“Yup,” I said, pouring us both another round of prairie fires. “This one’s on me.” Might as well have a good reason for being this damned hot. I wasn’t worried about the shots going to my head. I’d always had a high tolerance for alcohol.
We picked up our glasses and clinked again. It didn’t burn quite as hard the second time. Maybe because the rest of me was a raging inferno.
“May I walk you home?” he asked. It might have been gentlemanly, if his eyes hadn’t been promising all manner of sinful delights.
“You may.”
Something told me I was in for a wild night.
AMARHUK (ROOK)
This woman!
Izzy.
I shouldn’t have cared about her name, but I did.
Red flag number one.
Then there was her body, tall and curvy. I was all about eye-contact, gazing into a woman’s soul. Yet, when we’d stepped out into a late summer night of sweltering heat, and she’d absentmindedly undone onemorebutton on that tight shirt, I couldn’t help tracing my gaze over the exposed fullness of her breasts.
Getting lost in a woman’s body, that was red flag number two.
I forced my gaze back up. Izzy’s eyes were deep blue, but they’d been sea-green when we’d first met. That shifting color was what had made me think she was a nymph. I still did, but it was clear she had no clue. Probably the child of an exile, but being an orphan, she wouldn’t have known her heritage. I’d have to report her to my master and the Veilblood Council when I returned to Seial, but that was a problem for tomorrow. I didn’t want to ruin the vibe Izzyand I had going. Besides getting that deep with a woman was red flag number three.
Neither of us wanted anything deep. We were both here for a good time. And if she was a nymph, I couldguaranteewe’d have an amazing time tonight. I didn’t get a pass to the human realm often, so when I did, I made the most of it. I loved giving some unsuspecting human the best sex of his or her life. But sex with a nymph was second only to sex with a succubus, and since I tended to stay away from my own kind, nymph it was.
And this nymph, Izzy, was doing a number on me. As an incubus, I had exquisite control over my body when it came to sex. But I was only half incubus. My father had been salmaeri, a demon of fire and bloodlust. Maybe that was why I couldn’t seem to control myself tonight.
