No, this outfit was meant to be seen. Armor similar to what she’d worn into battle.
A presence registered as Kira became aware she wasn’t alone in the room. Her hand dropped from where it had been resting against the ribs that had been broken.
Eyes the color of a storm tracked the movement, his face expressionless.
“Nothing to say?” Kira asked.
Too late she caught the faint signs of strain. The micro expressions that as good as announced the state he was in.
It wasn’t until Graydon exploded forward that Kira became aware.
By then, he was already on her. One hand spearing into the hair at the back of her head as he picked her up with the other.
His hand cupped her ass as her legs closed around his waist. She was suddenly glad for that split coat.
He walked her backward, stopping once she touched the cool surface of the mirror. The entire time Graydon devoured her.
Kira didn’t resist, even tilting her head to allow him better access.
A hungry growl rumbled in his chest as Graydon pressed against her, fitting his hard length against her core.
Kira barely registered the lack of synth armor between them, too lost in passion to know anything but him.
Graydon’s lips left hers as her head leaned against the mirror.
Kira panted as he kissed his way down her neck, lingering on a spot that he knew drove her crazy.
A soft moan left her as he nibbled there.
It was only when his hand landed on her naked breast that Kira realized that somehow the fastenings of the vee had come free, and the belt had long been discarded.
The coat hung loose around her, leaving her upper half bare except for her arms.
There was something erotic about being half clothed as Graydon’s gaze burned into her, holding a possessive desire Kira found tantalizing.
Graydon stared at her like she was a feast and he had spent his existence in starvation.
Kira was no less captivated. Her gaze ran over the strong lines of his upper chest and arms. The tapered line of his waist.
Even through the thin clothes he wore, she could feel the rigid definitions of his muscles. The power that said he could crush her easily.
It was an irresistible lure that Kira didn’t even try to thwart.
She leaned forward at the same time Graydon reached for her.
They froze as someone close by cleared their throat.
“Don’t mind me. I’m not looking. Just thought you two would like to know that you’re about to have company,” Jin said in a cheerful voice.
Graydon’s body stilled against Kira’s, his previous passion vanishing as he rested his forehead against hers. “Now I know why my ancestors banned his kind.”
Kira’s smile was a surprise as she lifted her head to give him one last soft kiss. “They were missing out.”
Graydon’s chest rumbled with a chuckle as he let her legs drop. He turned her toward the mirror in a quick motion.
Kira’s disheveled reflection greeted her. Hair tousled. A strip of bare skin on display.
There was something sensual in the way Graydon’s gaze held hers, his body dwarfing her own as he reached around her to fasten the clasps that would hold her jacket together.
