Page 38 of A Lion's Heart
He kissed the tip of Kyss’s nose and Kyss let her hand fall down to grip his crotch.
For a man that was being bold and brash that motion clearly caught him off guard as his cheeks blushed bright pink and he giggled like a fifteen year old boy.
“Be right back,” he told her and then turned to move hastily through the crowd.
“What the hell are you doing?” Nisa asked the moment he was gone. “We were just supposed to pump him for information.”
“Look,” Kyss told her. “This is your first mission. I’ve been doing this a long time. We’ll get the information we came here for and probably more. You just need to follow my lead.”
“Your lead is heading to that man’s bed,” Nisa said.
“Of course,” Kyss told her and shrugged. “That’s where you get all the juicy information.”
“That’s not part of my plan,” Nisa told her and started to walk away.
Kyss stopped her by grabbing her elbow.
“No. Your plan was to waltz in here, ask a bunch of questions, have someone give you all the answers and then you go back to headquarters and replay it for Jace. He’ll be in your debt or impressed by your skills and then he’ll name you Central Zone Faction Leader.”
Nisa didn’t speak. She didn’t want to confirm what Kyss had said, and she couldn’t deny it.
“That’s both naïve and selfish. People are dying, Nisa. And whether or not they’re humans who want us dead, they don’t deserve to have a shifter killing them because a human is directing him to do so. I believe in a fair fight. Always,” she said.
“Sex is off the table,” Nisa replied. “That’s where I draw the line.”
Kyss rolled her eyes. “Right, you’re saving yourself for yourcompanheiro. Okay, that’s fine. I’ll do all the leg work. You smile, look sexy and listen well.”
That’s exactly what Nisa found herself doing fifteen minutes later after they’d taken a ride on an elevator with Graham and entered a room two floors down from the gala.
“My friend likes ropes,” he’d said as he insisted Nisa climb up onto the bed so that he could tie her up.
The look she’d given Kyss at that point clearly stated something else that was off the table, but Kyss had only nodded her head as if to say, “shut up and do it”. She didn’t have to do what this cheetah told her. Nisa was a Senior Guard and Kyss was an unlisted shifter with no real allegiance to anyone or any cause. She’d also gotten them into a private meeting with the Ruling Cabinet’s second in command. Kyss had been right, Nisa wanted to crack this case for Jace. She wanted to prove herself to him, Decan and her father. So she lay back on the bed and allowed her wrists to be tied to the headboard, and her ankles to the bottom posts.
For the first few moments after that Nisa had stared up at the ceiling thanking the heavens that Graham Parker couldn’t tie a knot to save his life. If she wanted out, it would be easy enough, so she relaxed against the bed and listened as Kyss talked.
“You’re with the Ruling Cabinet aren’t you?” she was saying as she pushed Graham’s jacket down his arms.
When it fell to the floor Graham took her by the shoulders and pulled her up to him. He lifted her until only the tips of her toes touched the floor and kissed her. The kiss looked rough and greedy. Nisa wondered if it were painful too because his fingers were digging into Kyss’s arms and from the way he was moving his head and making an annoying sound he was trying to eat her face. Nisa wanted to close her eyes but she didn’t because she’d caught a scent.
It was definitely animal.
So there was another shifter here besides her and Kyss. She looked to the door and then to the wall on the other side of the room that was all windows. Both appeared to be closed, so where was the scent coming from?
Seconds later the door opened and Graham released Kyss from his hold. He was smiling as he stared at the three who came in. Two men and one woman.
“Here she is,” Graham said. “Isn’t she everything I said she was? Both of them. Look! Look!”
The man was excited, again, like a young boy. The other two men, well, their eyes had darkened instantly as they looked at Kyss with her partially bared breasts and Nisa with her legs and arms spread wide.
“Oh yes,” the female of the trio said. “Both of them.”
She didn’t hesitate but walked over to Kyss and grabbed the back of her head. This kiss was different from the one Nisa had just witnessed. The woman moved slower, tracing her tongue over Kyss’s lips and then diving deep when Kyss extended her tongue for a duel. Graham backed up and took a seat in a chair. He spread his legs and Nisa watched as he unzipped his pants. She turned away when one of the men touched her breast. He didn’t smile as he looked down at her, just squeezed. She didn’t smile either and she tried like hell not to puke all over the red satin comforter.
“Watch them,” he directed Nisa as he continued to massage her breast.
Nisa did as he said because to keep looking at him was making her cat rage. If she didn’t have to see him and didn’t have to acknowledge that he was fondling her, then the cat would remain calm. At least she hoped so.
Looking forward didn’t really help. The other man had come to stand behind Kyss and was now backing her up until he could sit in a chair. He pulled Kyss down on his lap, her back facing his front. His hands immediately went to Kyss’s breasts while the woman used her hands to grab Kyss by both knees and spread her legs wide.
