Page 34 of Angel Condemned

Jody

Astabbing pain jerked through my calf making my toes curl backward at different angles. I gasped from the pain shooting up my leg.

“What’s wrong?” Axton jumped up, knocking me off his lap, with his hands in fists and ready to fight.

“M-My leg. I’ve got a cramp.”

Without asking, he quickly placed his hands on my leg. Heat seeped into my flesh. Then he stretched out my leg, slowly massaging the muscle.

“Do you hurt anywhere else?” he asked.

I could barely see his silhouette in the cell room as the moon was hiding behind clouds.

“Honestly? I hurt all over.”

“Here.” He reached over on the other side of him for the flask. “Have some water, it will help, and I’ll massage you some more.”

“But don’t you need the fluid too?” I tried to hand the container back to him, but he shook his head.

“My body is used to extreme conditions.”

He watched me and started to massage my other leg. If drinking his water meant he kept touching me, then I was all about it. Still, I only drank half and insisted he have the rest, which he reluctantly did. Why did men—even alien ones—have to be so pig-headed?

“Lay down on your stomach and I’ll massage your back and shoulders.”

I did as he asked, sighing when he eased the knots out and I had a hard time keeping my eyes open. “You have magic hands.”

He chuckled. “Your muscles are so tense that anyone could press on them a little and you’d feel better.”

“No.” I turned my head, leaning back a little to see him. “Your touch is amazing.”

The way he stared at me had my breath hitching in my throat. Liquid heat tunneled through me. How could he turn me on so quickly? Was it the stuff the Roulex shot me up with?

“I-I thought you said the junk I had was worn off.” My voice came out soft and husky.

“It did.” He leaned down at the same time I spun around.

Our lips crashing into one another, devouring. His tongue stroking mine in sinful ways and I clutched his shoulders to keep him from pulling away from me.

Tiny sparks of electricity danced across my skin. A sexy growl vibrated in his chest and my heart raced. His hand grasped the back of my neck as he deepened our kiss.

He was as desperate as I was to keep going. Knowing that had heat rushing up from my core to every inch of me and made my toes curl.

I straddled him, my breath turned hard and fast. Liquid heat rushed forward as I pressed as much of my body as possible to his.

There was a nagging thought at the back of my mind, but I brushed it aside like a gnat. All I wanted to concentrate on was right here, right now and Axton’s lips on mine.

His hands slid down my back and cupped my ass. I rocked back and forth, my skin flushed, and the ache for him intensified a hundred times more than the sex shot the Roulex gave me.

When his bare hands skimmed underneath my shirt, I pulled away, even though it felt like I was tossed in an ice water lake.

“Wait.” I panted. “W-We can’t do this, right?” Oh God, why was I even asking him that? Why couldn’t I keep my mouth shut and enjoy the pleasure we were giving each other? But I couldn’t.

He let out a groan that had me smiling despite the shit we were in.

“No. But I want to.” He brushed his knuckle underneath my jawline. “You understand that, don’t you?”

I nodded. An emotion flashed in his golden eyes. Guilt? Regret? Or was there something else he wasn’t telling me?

“What is it?” Worry gnawed at the edges of my heart.

“Remember what you promised.” His shoulders tensed as he stood, drawing me behind him.

“Axton.”

The metal door banged open and I jumped back. Five Roulex guards rush in.

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