Page 21 of The Devil and the Dancer
He slid inside and Chloe wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. The pressure was intense, but so pleasurable she felt light-headed.
“Chloe.”
“Yeah?” She could barely speak. He felt so good. So right.
“Don’t close yer eyes.”
She opened them and watched every piece of his armor fall away. Gavin’s lips were flushed and full with desire. His eyes watched her as he bucked his hips forward, making her mouth fall open in ecstasy.
“What do ye feel right now?”
“You.” She put her hands on his cheeks and drew him down for a kiss. “All of you.”
“And I feel ye.” His eyes turned fierce. “I will keep ye safe, Chloe Reardon. And wewillmake this work.”
There were no more words after that. There were soft sighs and harsh gasps. Hands gripping. The delicious, heavy weight of his body on hers. Electricity across her skin, and heat. So much heat.
When he came, he whispered her name. Just her name. And it was everything.
5
Gavin lay next to Chloe while she slept. He’d never been more satisfied by a sexual encounter. Even though she was human and he’d had to be careful not to harm her, she was extraordinary. It was possible that the feeling was a result of Gavin abstaining for over a year, but it was more likely because he’d never had sex with a woman he was in love with.
He was in love with Chloe.
And he was going to be an absolute nightmare.
Gavin wanted to lock her in a bulletproof bunker. He wanted to cart her off to his apartment, lock her inside, and kill anyone who came close to her. His territorial instincts were in overdrive, and his apartment wasn’t safe because Vivian was there.
The loft was safe—he knew logically this was the best place for her—but Ben’s and Tenzin’s scents were everywhere. He didn’t want to leave her here.
What other safe houses did he own?
Los Angeles? Too far away.
Houston? Also too far.
The inaccessible cabin in the Poconos? A much better option.
But not practical for the moment. It took two hours to fly to the cabin, and he only had an hour before dawn.
He should be leaving.
He should leave her at the loft, knowing that Ben and Tenzin’s security was highly sophisticated, and he should take shelter during the day in his apartment, which was only a short flight away. He had plenty of time.
But he didn’t want to leave.
Gavin watched her, languidly draped over his body, her breath warm against his skin.
Impossible.
This was never going to work.
I’m not brave.
Ineedto be safe.
Gavin had panicked. He’d felt her slipping away like smoke on the wind. He couldn’t lose her, not when he’d finally realized what she meant. But he’d made a mistake with Chloe. He’d assumed that if he showed her who he truly was, she’d run. He’d tried to make himself safe, and in doing so had made her question his ability to protect her.
