Jinx couldn’t breathe for a moment as he lost himself to the warmth of her body. To the sensation of her nails scraping gently across his back.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him in even deeper. Internal muscles grasped him, massaged him, and the pleasure was a wicked whip setting him into motion.
His head spinning, he withdrew and thrust as her body welcomed him. She lifted her arms to encircle his neck and he answered her pull.
God help him, but for the first time since the night his parents had been slaughtered, he felt safe. It made no sense when he knew that by doing this, he was signing his own death warrant. If anyone ever found out what they were doing . . .
They’d both be slaughtered.
Still, it was worth it. For this moment of peace, they could have him, body and soul.
In all honesty, he never wanted to leave. She was even more exquisite than she’d been in the bar. And he was quickly losing himself to her.
Eve lifted her hips, wanting him even deeper and faster. She could barely remember the last man she’d slept with, but this one she’d never forget.
His power and strength fired her blood. Rumor said that assassins made poor lovers, but that wasn’t true of Jinx. He buried all her memories of anyone else.
Sinking her hands into his long hair, she dragged his lips to hers.
She could spend the rest of eternity tasting this man. No one would ever taste better.
And with that, she felt another orgasm racing over her. He thrust deep inside her, then stopped.
That did nothing to halt her release as she moaned into his kiss.
Jinx savored that sound as he felt her body clutching his. Hissing, he growled as his own body betrayed him and joined her.
All too soon.
But he was as sweaty and spent as she was. Laying himself over her, he felt his heart pounding against his chest.
In complete bliss, Jinx lay there, savoring every last bit of this. “Have you any idea how many violations I’ve just committed?”
Her eyes teased him. “Enough to get you executed?”
“Oh yeah.” He placed a tender kiss on the top of her head. “But don’t worry. I willneverlet them harm you.”
She gave her a pert smirk. “How will you do that if you’re dead?”
Pulling the sheet over them, he snorted. “As you saw last night, I’m a little hard to kill. But even dead, I’m sure I’d be resourceful.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when they’re scraping my brain matter off the walls.”
He sucked his breath in sharply as a vivid image of that tore through him. There was no way he’d allow that to happen. “Love your pillow-talk.”
Eve laughed, until she saw the sadness in his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me, Jinx. That’s the one thing that I cannot stand.”
He brushed the hair back from her face and cupped her cheek in his hand. For several seconds, he didn’t speak as she watched emotions play across his handsome features. “Why did you sleep with me? Really? What do you want from me?”
That wrung her heart. He honestly couldn’t believe that anyone could want him.
She’d laugh except for the fact that she knew how he felt. That sense of worthlessness that was beaten into the soul when you were too young to even realize how much damage it was doing. She felt it, just like he did.
No matter what, she’d never use another person like that. “Nothing. And that’s the truth. I just thought you could use some kindness.”
