Tessa’s core squeezed the life out of him until he didn’t know, for the first time in his life, if he had anything left to give. Spent, Lucian grinned as his blood-drunk mate fell back against his wings, her euphoria evident.
Taking in a deep breath, he sighed with contentment as he smelt the change in Tessa. She smelt mated. She smelt of him. She mumbled incoherently, her eyes barely fluttering open as he eased out of her. Not bothering with clothes, he went to his balcony and opened it, still cradling her in his wings. Switching her to his arms, he fluttered his wings and stepped up over the edge. Holding his precious bundle tighter, Lucian took in a deep breath of the fresh night air then stepped off the balcony and flew into the night.
Chapter Two
Tessa stretched her soremuscles and pulled the covers tighter around her. Her bed was soft and warm and she really didn’t want to get up. All she wanted to do this weekend was sleep.
She squeezed her eyes shut as her vivid dream from last night came back to her. Tessa body heated and the aching need resurface. Rubbing her thighs together, she frowned at their stickiness. Assessing the rest of her body, she moaned when her tender core made itself known. Snapping her eyes open, she bolted up right in bed and gazed around as her surroundings came into view.
“This isn’t my room.”
The room was huge with sky blue walls with ornate borders, high ceilings, and central heating. A lavish, dark wooden dresser and mirror took up one wall, with a door and a bookshelf on the other side. The huge bed matched the dresser, bookshelves, and bedside tables. Everything looked expensive.
Tessa didn’t remember coming to someone’s house, let alone putting herself to bed. The last thing she remembered was…
Holy crap, what have I done?
It wasn’t a dream. Easing out of bed, she squealed at her nakedness. Grabbing the quilt, she wrapped it around herself and looked around for her clothes or something else to wear. Her mind kept going over what she thought she’d seen. She remembered drinking a sweet fruit drink. It had tasted wonderful, like nothing she’d ever had.
Everything was hazy, but the more she thought about last night the more it came back to her. Oh, God, she’d had sex with Lucian Samson. No, no, no, she’d hadunprotectedsex with Lucian Samson. Crap, she wasn’t on the Pill. What would she do if she got pregnant? What if she’d caught a disease? She vaguely remembered Lucian telling her he was disease free and sterile.
Opening a side door, she saw a massive bathroom with a spa bath and huge shower. Letting go of the quilt, she washed her face and did her morning business before covering herself again. Tessa debated if she should shower or wait until she got home and could get properly clean and relax in fresh clothes. Sighing, she walked to the opposite door. Bingo, a closet filled with suits and shoes. Reaching up, she got a shirt off the rack and put it on—it came to her knees, she swam in it. Doing one last search for her clothes, she exited the room.
The hall was long. Black tiles with cream walls greeted her. Tessa could see stairs on her right and walked toward them. Paintings of places graced the walls and a couple depicted fights between what looked like angels and demons.
The house was quiet, and when she reached the bottom of the stairs she saw a huge open plan kitchen, dining room, and family room. Tessa needed to find Lucian, or at least a phone so she could call a taxi and leave.
Wandering around the mammoth house towards what she thought of as the front, she heard voices.
“I’ve found my mate. Gather Michael and Jacob, it’s time. I need to up the guards. I want my best. I don’t trust the angels. They grow bold of late.”
“I will fetch them myself, Lucifer.”
“Good, Seth. I need you to find them and bring them home ASAP. Stay safe, brother.”
Tessa waited until she didn’t hear the voices and stepped around the corner. She jumped as Lucian’s voice startled her. “You can come out of hiding now, Tessa. Seth has gone, although he was eager to meet you.”
Straightening her shoulders, she stepped into his view. “I wasn’t hiding. I was waiting for you to be done talking to your friend...er, brother?”
Lucian grinned at her, his dark hair falling just over his bright blue eyes as he strolled to her and gathered her into his embrace. She held herself stiff and unsure against him. “Seth is my youngest brother.”
Tessa nodded, unsure of what Lucian wanted her to say. “How many brothers do you have?”
“Five. I am the oldest.”
Wow, six brothers. His poor mother. “Um…I didn’t know that. They must stay out of the public light.” Tessa definitely hadn’t heard about Lucian having brothers. It was strange.
Lucian shrugged. “Over the years we have gone our separate ways, it’s safer. All of them, bar Seth, live in different countries.”
“Oh, okay.” Tessa wasn’t sure what else she should say. His hands on her skin were like fire; her whole body came alive from the slightest touch from him. She needed to get away before she missed her chance. She’d already crossed a major no-no, sleeping with the big boss. She felt like an idiot. She needed this job so bad and she’d stuffed it up sleeping with Lucian. Maybe if she left and pretended this never happened he’d let her keep her job. “I, argh…”
His lips came down to hers and he brushed them back and forth, sending delicious tingles coursing through her. “I was just going to come up and check on you. Would you like me to order breakfast for you?”
Wriggling in his embrace, Tessa tested to see if she could get out of his hold, but he held her firm. “Um…ah…I came to find you to ask if you’d take me ho…” He shook his head and his eyes narrowed. “Well… You see I want to leave. Er… I mean…can I use your phone to call a taxi so I can go home?”
“No.”
Shocked at his abrupt no, she stared up into his blue eyes that swirled with black. Captivated, Tessa watched as a storm began to brew in them. Her inner radar was going off, telling her she needed to get away from Lucian. Something wasn’t right. She expected a billionaire playboy to be eccentric, but she thought he’d be eager to get rid of her. Lucian Samson wasn’t known for keeping women or having the same woman more than once.