Page 31 of Burn for the Dragon
Hawke hooked his fingers beneath the waistband of her pants and pulled them down, inch by agonizing inch. She buried her fingers in his hair as he took his time exposing her to his hungry eyes, enjoying the anticipation.
When her pants were around her knees, he tapped on her calf, and she lifted her foot so he could pull off her pant leg. He did the same on the other side.
Everly felt wicked, and slightly embarrassed, standing there completely bare while Hawke was still fully dressed. He tapped the inside of her leg, encouraging her to widen her stance, and when she didn’t respond right away, he urged her with kisses that travelled up the inside of her thigh until she slid her foot outward, giving him more room.
He sank his fangs into the soft flesh of her inner thigh, and Everly cried out, a pulse of dark pleasure contracting her lower stomach as he pulled on the vein. He hadn’t even touched her there, yet, and she was about to come.
Then he was licking and kissing the wounds, his hands digging into her ass, and she felt his tongue, hot and wet, slide back to front along the crease of her sex, pushing through to the tiny little bundle of nerve endings he knew how to manipulate so well. She felt the vibration of his moan as he tasted her, and that was all it took to push her over the edge. Hawke’s arms tightened around her thighs and ass, holding her to his mouth as he brought her to orgasm and kept her there until she thought she would scream from the pleasure of it.
When the waves of pleasure dissipated and her heart began to settle back into its normal rhythm, he kissed the curls between her legs as she fought for breath and gently lowered her until she was sitting on the side of the bed behind her, his mouth on her stomach, her breasts, her jaw. He cupped her face between his palms, and when Everly opened her eyes, the sight of Hawke, obviously aroused and needing and flushed from her blood, made her moan.
“How can I stand here and talk to you when that is all I can think about whenever I’m around you?”
“Hawke…” Everly touched his face, and he turned his head, kissing the center of her palm.
“Eat something,” he told her. “I’ll be back with some more of your stuff in an hour or two.” He paused. “You can leave this room if you’d like. But, please,” His eyes bore into hers. “Not without me or Kohl being with you.”
“I know,” she told him sullenly. “To protect me from the other vampires.”
“No, love. To protect them from you.”
And then he was gone.
Chapter 15
Hawke stood outside Kohl’s old room, hard as a fucking rock, and telling himself all of the reasons he shouldn’t—couldn’t—go back in there.
Everly’s scent was all over him, and not one of them made a fucking bit of sense at the moment.
His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he yanked it out, both grateful and irritated with the distraction. It was Kohl. Devon had finally managed to crack the code and infiltrate the computer system at the lab where Everly’s brother was being held. Hawke touched the screen and tapped out that he’d be there as soon as he ran for some of Everly’s things, then he shoved his phone back into his pocket. He looked at the door, the only thing keeping him from Everly, and closed his eyes for a moment, fighting down the ache in his gut. Then he set off through the cavern and went above ground.
He managed to avoid getting sucked into any issues Andrew was having with the stock behind the bar by shoving Devon’s friend at him. Frank was more than happy to help out the “cute” bartender by making a run to the nearest liquor store.
Awesome.
Before anyone else could flag him down, Hawke made a beeline to his car. Halfway to Everly’s apartment, he realized he’d forgotten to ask her for her key. He’d either have to turn around and go back, get a spare from the landlord, or break in. He weighed the pros and cons of his choices.
Break in it was, then.
Inside her apartment, he quickly deactivated the alarm system. It was entirely too easy. He would have to set her up with a different system before she came back to this apartment.
A low growl rumbled deep in his throat at the thought of her here, unprotected and alone.
If she came back to this apartment.
Hawke gave himself an internal shake. Everly was a grown female, and one of the most dangerous shifters out there. She had no need for a male to protect her. And yet, he knew he would do just that. Always. Whether it be from near or afar, he would watch out for her.
Closing the front door, he turned and glanced around. The first thing to come to him was her scent. Sweet and warm and wild and fucking everywhere. Hawke breathed deep and let her essence soak into him. His body reacted immediately—muscles tensing as his fangs tasted the air, eyes dashing around the room, searching out the woman it belonged to. But then his head caught up, and he sheathed his fangs, knowing the one he wanted wasn’t here.
He headed quickly to the back of the apartment. Kohl and Devon were waiting for him to get back, he had no time to fuck around here smelling her underwear like some kind of pervert.
Finding another suitcase in the back of her closet, he threw as many clothes as could fit into it, then went into her bathroom and gathered up her shower supplies and cleaned off her sink, putting it all in a plastic trash bag. He thought about bringing what she had in her fridge, but they had nowhere to keep it cold in the caverns, so he searched her cabinets for stuff that didn’t need to be kept cold, then he emptied her refrigerator and took it all out to the trash bin so she wouldn’t come home to a stinky apartment. On his way out, he grabbed a patchwork blanket she had thrown over the back of her couch. He stopped at the door, his eyes wandering over to her telephone, but he decided to leave it there. He couldn’t take the chance she would accidentally, or purposefully, tell anyone where she was. Besides, if Parasupe was onto her, they could very well have it tapped.
Out at his car, he threw her stuff into the backseat before getting behind the wheel. He sat for a few seconds, searching for signs he was being watched, but not so much as a curtain twitched in the other apartments.
Back at The Caves, he grabbed Everly’s stuff from the back seat and went to the office to check in with Kohl and Devon before he took them down to her. The normally empty desk was now covered in two large computer monitors and a keyboard, and Devon sat in front of them with Kohl standing behind her, his arms crossed over his chest and a worried expression on his face as he watched over her shoulder as she typed. They both looked up as Hawke entered, set down the stuff in his arms and closed the door behind him.
“Sorry I took so long. I went to get Everly some things.”
