Page 78 of Greed

I may have been a little bit, but I sure as fuck wasn’t going to tell George that. The last thing that idiot needed to think was that he might actually be right.

“Then call Neven. That is what he is there for,” I growled.

My current state of mind hadn’t been improved with the growing case of emotional yips. Minetta had my head all over the place, dancing back and forth between a lovesick moron and running scared. Not really a great combo for my personality type at the best of times.

Had I jumped into work to stay away from Minetta? I may have, but I would deny it until one of my brother’s silver swords cut me down.

The electrical buzz that traveled like a swarm of bees under my skin announced Minny’s presence a moment before she spoke.

“Riker?” Her voice was like velvet, warm and rich, and I stood a little straighter with the single word as a shiver raced down my spine. Composing myself, I turned to tell Minny I was busy and to go away, but that idea sputtered and died before my mouth opened.

Like a little sex goddess, she stood leaning against the door frame, her hair partially covering her face, but the blue eye I could see burned into my own. My eyes traveled up the sheer material that was loosely draped over her body. It somehow covered everything giving the impression of modesty, and yet it was clear as day she was naked underneath. A squawking sound was in my ear, and I looked at the phone in my hand, confused why it was there.

“Riker, are you still there?” George’s grating voice came through the line.

“Call Neven. I gotta go,” I barked out and tossed the phone on the dresser.

Reservations be damned, one look at that body, and I was ready to crawl to her on my hands and knees for just a taste.

“I hope you don’t mind me interrupting you like this.”

I shivered again as she spoke, her voice caressing my body as surely as any hand could. I was rooted to the ground, my brain unable to make my limbs work properly. Her lip curled up in a cheeky smirk as she pushed off the door frame.

“I was getting lonely all by myself,” she said, biting her lip. That sexy fucking lip that I could taste from here.

My body vibrated, the tension building until I was a spring ready to explode as Minetta stalked me across the room. One elegant step at a time, she moved toward me, and my tongue moistened my parched lips. I watched with eager anticipation as her hands went to the tie at her waist. The aching desire that had plagued me raged forward from the depths where I had tried to bury it—so potent was the force that my ears rang with my power trying to escape. The wing tattoos burned along my back, and I had to concentrate on making sure they didn’t make a sudden and unwanted appearance.

With agonizingly slow movements, she pulled on the one end of the sash. She smiled and paused, her feet stopping with her hand, and I almost cried out, ‘no, please don’t stop.’ The vibration turned into a tremble as she gave the sash one more tug, and the delicate material parted like a sacred curtain. The veil that kept all her treasures hidden fell open, leaving me incapacitated from logical thought. I’d never been one to ignore the pleasures of the body, yet as my eyes glided over Minetta’s toned and petite form, it became staggeringly clear that I’d been missing something.

Her nipples stood proudly, hard peaked buds on her breasts that rose to attention. She wore strappy little heels that screamed to be fucked while wearing them, and her long, lean legs were slightly crossed, hiding the last bit of treasure that I intended to have tonight.

The demon in me was not letting her leave this room. Like an unexpecting animal walking into a trap, my little bird had flown into the cat’s clutches, and I fully intended to devour her. She’d awoken the beast, the carnal and visceral part of my personality that alone would get me kicked out of Heaven all over again. Like a mirage, her hand reached toward me, and as she made contact with my chest, the man became the sin.

I shuddered out a breath as my cock ached with a pounding need the likes I didn’t know possible. The all-consuming sensation within my body was more than the last few nights put together and it made me suck in a sharp breath. “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me? What you’re awakening in me?”

“What I know is that I want this. I don’t know about tomorrow or the next day, but right now, here with you in this magical place, I want all the pleasures you are offering me.”

Her hand slid up to my cheek, and I leaned my head into the soft contact. Her other hand replaced the one that had been on my chest, and as she did, the dam broke loose.

I gripped her by the waist, and with no more effort than lifting a feather, I picked her up and sat her on the dresser. Minetta squealed as her ass came into contact with the cool surface, but I didn’t give her time to adjust as my lips found hers. The kiss between us deepened and became frenzied as hands pulled at material and slid across skin. She opened her legs, and I stood between them, gripping her ass in my hands to pull her as close as I could get her.

The rich peach scent was strong in my nose, the sweet aroma mixing with the scent of her arousal. A deep rumble close to a growl left my lips as my mouth watered to taste more of her. Breaking the kiss, I swiped my arm across the long dresser sending everything flying to the floor with a crash.

“Lay down.” The words were a command, and I thought she might argue, but the passion that burned in her eyes told a different story. She did as I asked and shifted around so she could lay on the hard surface. “Keep this leg down.” I tapped the leg closest to me.

She dropped it immediately to hang over the edge, her dainty foot in that sexy heel swung like a metronome with a nervous energy that I could feel thrumming off her body. I held back the smile. Her energy soaked into my skin, feeding the demon a different meal than it normally craved but just as satisfying. Her dark hair splayed over the pale marble of the dresser, those blue eyes staring up at me, the bravado slowly slipping.

“Are you scared, my little bird?” My fingers worked at undoing my dress shirt, and the fact that she watched every move was not lost on me.

“No,” she said quietly, but she didn’t look me in the eye.

“It’s not wise to lie to me.” Her skin was unbelievably soft, my fingers skimming up the inside of her leg and making her breath hitch.

Minetta licked her lips, her eyes locking with mine. “I’m not scared of you. I’m scared of opening myself up to you.

“Why would you be scared of that?” Her stomach muscles flexed as my hands slid over her hips, her breathing quickening as my thumbs grazed the bottom of her breasts.

“I’m not stupid, Riker. I know a woman like me can’t sustain you for long. I will be a new shiny plaything for a while, and I have no doubt you will try to stay committed, but you will want more at some point. It is simply your nature to consume what you want and spit out the rest.”