FUR FOR ALL, Book 5 in FIXED Read Free Page B

pinned. “You aren’t human. I can smell it.”
    “You smell wrong.” She could feel how wide her eyes had grown, but this time it wasn’t a ploy. It was fear. “I am human. My name is Tess Menzies.” He pressed his nose against the hollow below her ear and inhaled, and she had to bite back a moan as her pussy clenched in reaction.
    “You’re not. Humans smell…muddy. Thick. You smell clear. Sweet. Spicy.” Again that tongue, rasping like damp sandpaper across her skin. “Taste that way, too. Not human at all.”
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    Fear prodded her into temper. “Eaten many humans, have you?” She felt his mouth shift into a grin. “A few here and there. Want me to eat you?”
    That sensual, amused purr had nothing to do with food, but a hell of a lot to do with sex. Sheesh. Did the man usually come on to women when he had them pinned against the wall during an interrogation? The image brought a flood of moisture between her legs and she cursed.
    “Hmm, smells like you like the idea.” A lazy stroke of the tongue. The soft, delicate scrape of teeth. “I’d love to taste that cream I can smell. I bet it’s thick and rich and hot.” His legs shifted, forced hers apart. He settled between them until she could feel the ridge of an impressive erection nestling against her mound. “I’d like to lap it all up. And I will. Just as soon as you answer my question.”
    “Qu—question?”
    Her stammer made him chuckle, and she gritted her teeth.
    “Yes, question.” He nuzzled the sweet spot below her ear and pressed his hips against hers when she tried to squirm away. “The one where I asked if you’re a witch.”
    Horny was the most honest answer, but she didn’t feel inclined to share it. “I told you. My name is Tess and I’m as human as the next person.”
    “Considering the next person at the moment is not human at all, that fails to convince me of anything.”
    This time when she felt the scrape of his teeth, she could feel the elongated canines and she gasped. He didn’t sink them into her flesh, and she didn’t expect him to, but the message was clear. He was far from human and far from civilized, no matter what he looked like on the surface.
    “It’s the truth.”
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    He pulled back at that and stared down at her with eyes that had gone molten. Even in the darkness, she could see the way his pupils had elongated to feline slits.
    “You’re very stubborn, and very wrong. Also very unsurprised to find a man with fangs and cats’ eyes pinning you up against an alley wall. Would you care to explain why?”
    She raised an eyebrow. “Not really.”
    “Do it anyway.”
    Stalling for time seemed like her best bet. Well, honestly, it seemed about as hopeless as anything else, but it made her feel better. “How about you let go of my hands first and give me some breathing room? This Spanish Inquisition thing is getting kind of uncomfortable.”
    “I find it comfortable indeed,” he purred, shifting his hips to press his erection harder against her. “The way you breathe now is positively entrancing.
    But if you truly wish to be free, I suggest you begin to cooperate.” Tess had never taken suggestions very well. “Or what? You’ll beat it out of me?”
    He shifted his grip, transferring both her wrists to one of his large hands, but though she redoubled her efforts, she still couldn’t break that grip. “Hm, would you like that, sweet Tess? Would you like it if I turned you over my knee, bared that lovely bottom to the moonlight and turned it pink and glowing with the weight of my hand?” His free hand slid around her back and cupped her bottom, kneading the muscle and making her quiver. “Would you like that, Tess?” Christ, for a woman who’d never been into bondage, the mental image caused an unexpected jolt in her pussy. She ignored it and concentrated on not wrapping her legs around his waist. “Trust a man to resort to violence.”
    “Only if it