Page 17 of Slay My Name


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His hands wrapped around her waist, pulled her closer, and the rising ridge of his cock thrust against her. His lips caressed. Savored. His tongue swept into her mouth. Slid against hers and had her wanting more. So much more.

A quiver began in the pit of her belly. A stir of hunger that she hadn’t experienced in so long. This man could make her feel. Make her want, and—the sex—it would be fantastic.

His fingers cupped her ass. Squeezed.

Then he lifted her, hauling her high in the air and holding her close so that her nipples, already tight, aching peaks, pushed against his chest.

Yes.

She liked her men strong. Liked her sex hot.

He sure fit the bill and?—

“Dammit, Dee, I thought you were working the case, not screwing around with?—”

He stiffened against her. Chase’s head rose and his lips, red and shining from her mouth, hovered over hers. “Not your lover,” he repeated and it took her a half-dazed moment to realize he was talking about Jude.

The guy who’d finally decided to make an appearance. “No.”

He put her down, nice and slow. “Then you won’t mind when I kick his ass.”

Um, nah, generally she wouldn’t mind but?—

But this wasn’t a fair fight. No way would Chase be able to take down a shifter, unless—unless he was much more than human.

“Come and try,” Jude invited and she didn’t have to look at him to know he’d be sporting his come-get-some grin.

She grabbed Chase’s hands. “What are you?”

His eyes narrowed. “What the hell kind of question is that?”

“One that needs an answer.” In this city, you couldn’t take risks.

But he didn’t answer and his jaw locked.

She glanced over at Jude. “Kymine gone yet?”

“Mostly.” He sniffed a bit. “He doesn’t smell like death.” A grimace. “Just some fancy ass cologne or aftershave.”

Her shoulders relaxed. Not a vamp. Okay. Everything else was pretty much doable.

Chase stepped back from her and Dee dropped her hands. He slanted Jude a seriously pissed glare. “Don’t come sniffing around me again, tiger.”

Tiger? He knew about Jude?

Not a flicker of surprise crossed the shifter’s face. “You gonna piss and moan all night or are you gonna answer the lady’s question?”

What are you?

Chase stared back at her. Gazed too deeply with those smoky eyes. “I’m the man who had her back, twice, when you weren’t anywhere around.”

“Dee doesn’t need anyone to watch her. The woman’s a freaking machine?—”

“Everyone needs backup.” His fingers brushed over her cheek. Her breath caught.

“Aw, Dee…shit,” Jude muttered.

Her shoulders snapped up. She wouldn’t be weak. Not in front of Jude. He’d trained her. Walked with her on the first mission.

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