Page 49 of Angel Betrayed

But he knew she was lying. He could see the faint lines of strain around her eyes and mouth. “Maybe this isn’t about you. Maybe it’s about me.”

She blinked and stared up at him. The confusion was plain to see on her face.

He eliminated the last bit of distance between them. His hand rose slowly, and his fingers traced down her cheek. She didn’t flinch away from him, but Seline held herself perfectly still as he stroked her.

“I want you.” Blunt. But that was just the way he was.

“You had me,” she told him. Those sexy, dark eyes of hers narrowed. “Then you walked out, and left me hanging.”

Rather literally. He managed not to wince, but he figured he could give her some more truths as payment for his crime. “I don’t trust many people in this world.” Maybe two. Possibly three.

“Neither do I,” she shot right back, and he knew she’d given him the truth, too.

Her skin felt like silk beneath his fingers. “Perhaps it’s time we both tried a little harder.”

Her husky laughter took him by surprise. “You actually want me to trust you? After you left me?”

“I was trying to protect you.” Another truth, one she might not believe. He frowned, then asked quietly, “When it comes to trust, do you have a choice? Rogziel knows that you’re involved with me. I hate to break it to you, but your name has just been blasted across the news. The cops found Alex’s body, and a witness ID’d you as being at the scene of the crime.” A witness he was sure worked with Rogziel.

They were making it known to the world that she was to be hunted.

“You already have others on your trail,” he told her. “Stay with me, trust me, and I’ll get you through this.”

Her gaze held his. “And when it’s over? You’ll let me just walk away?”

“If that’s what you want.” A nice blend of lie and truth.

Her breath expelled in a soft rush. “But you have to stop acting like a jealous jerk, got me? I’m gonna be around other men.”

Right. Succubus. That’s what she?—

“But I won’t have sex with anyone but you.”

She nearly had him lunging at her. Her confession had his already eager cock swelling even more for her. Did Seline realize how sexy she was?

Her fingers trailed down his chest.

Probably. How could a succubus not know?

“The thing is,” she confessed as her fingertips skated across his nipple, “I don’t want anyone else.”

He had on too many clothes. And that robe she wore—his—had to go.

But before he could push the robe out of the way, Seline stepped back. Her hands rose, and she slipped off the robe. It dropped to the floor with a soft rustle. She stood before him, completely naked. Skin silky and perfect. Nipples tight and pink. Long legs parted.

“I don’t want soft kisses and sweet words,” Seline told him as she straightened her shoulders. “I don’t want promises or lies. I just want you. And I want you now.”

He yanked off his shirt. “Sweetheart, I’m yours.”

Her smile would have made a lesser man beg. It made Sam surge for her. A guy could only hold out for so long.

In an instant, they were on the bed. He didn’t start with her mouth. Didn’t start with those delectable breasts. Instead he spread her beneath him on the bed. Sam took his time letting his hands slide up her thighs, and then when she was parted and ready, he bent his head and took his taste.

Better than wine.

He stroked her with his tongue. He worked her sweet core, enjoying every husky moan that broke from her lips. His fingers slipped inside of her. His lips feathered over her clit.

She jerked her hips up. Not to get away, but to get closer to his mouth.

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