Making Demons Purr (Flushed and Fevered Book 2) Read Free

dipped his head down, bringing his lips just a breath away from hers. “And you will be crying out my name.”
    All she could do was stare into his onyx gaze. Words had fled her mind and the images took shape before her eyes.
    “Then, I’ll give you a reprieve by turning you over and spanking your sweet ass until you can’t stand it anymore and you beg me to fuck you—hard, fast, and deep.” His voice shook as he murmured his desires.
    Sera began to whimper, unable to stop the noise from emerging. It was all she could do to keep from begging him to start right that very minute.
    “And if you’re a really good girl—and I mean a good girl —I’ll ask my best friend to join us. Him in your ass and me in your pussy.” Carver pressed his palm against her stomach and slipped it down until he covered her mound. “You want to be our good girl, don’t you?”
    She nodded, unsure of what it would take to be that, but knowing that whatever it was she’d do it. He smiled and it felt as though the sun had come out. Heat radiated from his lips. She reached up to cup his face and bring him closer for a kiss, but he lifted his head.
    “Tsk, tsk, not yet. I’m not finished.” He rolled his hips, rubbing his erection into her. The noises she made turned to moans. “Feel that? Every inch for you, used to pleasure you, fuck you, make you moan and scream and beg and cry out, to own you. I’ll sink into you over and over again, make you come so hard you’ll see stars. I’ll use toys, my fingers, my mouth, my tongue, my lips, my cock to worship you as you deserve. My beautiful one, I will never do to you what that bastard, Arthur, did to you.”
    Sera jerked back. The fantasy faded away at the mention of her ex. How could he? She narrowed her eyes at him. “How do you know about Arthur? Only Mysta, Bridget, and Lana know what happened with him.”
    Carver shrugged. “Word does get around, even if you don’t open that pretty mouth of yours. Besides, the asshole told anyone who would hear at the Harvest Festival about leaving you. But don’t worry, Thorn and I put him in his place.” A hard look entered Carver’s eyes, a darkness that glittered in the inky black of his irises. He gave her a dark smile.
    Her nipples pebbled to the point of pain and she shivered. The arousal stirred to life. “Why would you do that for me? Whatever it is you did.”
    Carver bent his head down. “Because I will fight to have you and shed blood to keep you safe and keep your heart secure. You are worth it. You are priceless. Do not doubt that.”
    He cut off any response by lowering his head and pressing his lips to hers. Her mind became swathed in desire, and her body temperature rose once again. She was in so deep she wasn’t sure she wanted to escape.
     

Chapter Two
     
     
    A few hours earlier…
     
     
    Sorry but I need someone who will be there for me. Take care of yourself. The e-mail’s words rolled around Seraphena’s head as she took a sip of her chardonnay. She tried to focus on what Ariel was saying to Donna, but all she could think of was Arthur. She took another swallow of the wine and let the dull buzz filter through her system, only to feel the spark die down as her shifter’s metabolism took over, keeping her sober.
    The words continued to roll around and she tried to find meaning in them. She got nothing. It was more like the bastard hadn’t been there for her. She waved away the thoughts. Tonight was about forgetting and she intended to do just that.
    “Carver St. James just showed up, and he’s looking hot I might add.” Ariel tilted her head toward the door. “Whew, spank me daddy! All in leather too. Is that a red collar? Ooooh, dirty priest. Sexy! At least I think he’s supposed to be a priest. Whatever. Sexy is sexy.”
    Sera turned to look. Her legs turned to jelly and she lost feeling in her hands. Heat flared on her face. She swallowed and found her throat refused to work. Her gaze was locked onto the