“Do you have a habit of going around saving damsels in
distress, Marcus?” The coy tone in her sexy voice hardens
my cock even more, evidence that I've not been in female
company for quite some time, and it's taking its toll.
“I don't have many women that wander into the haunted
woods in need of my rescuing. Which leads to the
question, what were you doing there?” I fold my arms and
stare down into her eyes.
“I don't think that's any of your business now, is it?”
The icy aftertaste of her tone sting my ears. “While I
appreciate the rescue, I should get home. My sister is
waiting for me and will send out a search party if I
don't return.”
“It'll be a mighty cold walk with no clothes,” I say,
holding back the smirk climbing across my lips.
The green in her eyes darkens. “Kindly give me back my
clothing and affects, sir.”
“Absolutely. Once they're dry.” I fan my arms to the fire
where I've laid out her soaking clothes. “It'll take
hours for them to be dry enough to wear. Besides, there's
a nasty storm brewin' outside. A bit treacherous for you
to be wandering out in, alone and at night. It would be
in your best interest to stay here and let it pass. You
can venture home in the morning.” My eyes lock onto hers
and I pour sincerity into them in hopes she'll reconsider
my offer. “I promise, come sunrise I will leave you, and
you are free to go.”
She darts her gaze between me and the fireplace. I half
expect her to make a mad dash for her clothes. But she
doesn't.
“And what am I to do the rest of this eve then?” Her arms
fold across her chest, pinching her breasts together.
I force my eyes away from the glorious cleavage and
swallow over the lump in my throat. “Well, I assume
you'll want to sleep. After all, I would imagine killing
a man would take a lot out of you physically and
emotionally. Not to mention the whole falling into the
river and me rescuing you.”
Her eyes widen as big as saucers. “Were you stalking me?”
“Perhaps I came upon you once or twice before.” I give an
aloof shrug.
Fury blazes in her dark green eyes and it lights my cock
on fire even more. Damn, she's gorgeous when she's
feisty. It takes everything in me not to devour her plump
lips with my own.
“How much do you know?” She leans in, forgetting she's
naked as her protective covering falls away from her
breasts.
They stare up at me from the corner of my eye, but I'm
careful not to look at them for fear she'll cover them
back up. Stunning pink nipples harden at the chill in the
room. My fingers ache to rub them.
“How much should I know? I've never met you before, Rose.
You've come into my woods for the past month, and each
time a man is with you. But you always leave alone. And
I'm left to dispose of bloodied bodies before morning.
So, do I need to worry that you'll add me to your
collection?” Jutting my hands to the blanket on either
side of her body, I press in closer to her on the bed,
hovering just above her lips.
Quick breaths puff from her lips as she processes my
words. Her eyes stay glued to mine in a glorious rage,
and it stirs me inside to think of burying myself in that
fury between her legs.
“Not unless you're in league with Hestor. If you are, I
suggest you run.” Her body inches closer to mine, the
blankets falling even further down her body. The delicate
soft skin of her stomach catches my eyes and I'm unable
to look away.
“Hestor?” I repeat, as it's the only word that sticks in
my ears under the distraction of her curves.
“Are you not familiar with the dwarf sorcerer?” she asks.
“Oh. On the contrary, I'm quite familiar with Hestor. The
question is, why do you seek him out?” My gaze turns back
to her.
“Like what you see?” She tilts her head and swipes her
lips with her tongue. “It's yours if you lead me to him.”
I shake my head. “You truly must think me a fool if you
proposition me so, dear Rose. I know that's what you
offer the targets in your game. You tease them with the
reward of your body, yet you get them alone in the woods
and take their lives. You cannot seduce me in this way.”
“Am I repulsive to you?” her voice notches up an octave.
“You, Rose Red are the most beautiful woman I've ever had
the pleasure to lay my eyes upon. But I think you should
know our interest in Hestor may be of a similar nature
and perhaps we could strike a deal.” I ease off her and
fold my arms.
“What do you want with him? His magicks are dark and
bring only evil.” Her blazing eyes darken, studying me
with intent.
I lean in, pressing my chest against hers as I hover
above her face. “I have my reasons, as I know you do
yours. They are not of your concern. What we both agree
on is that he must be eliminated. No?”
“Your towel seems to have come lose,” she whispers.
My brow quirks. “How would you know?” I think she's
trying to distract me, but I won't fall for her games.
“Your eyes haven't left mine.”
“Because I'm the one who loosened it.” Her warm hand
wraps around my cock, forcing a gasp from my lungs. My
head yells at me to jump back, but the sensation of her
fingers gripping tight to my flesh wipe all logical
thought from my mind. I make the mistake of glancing
down, aching to watch her hand stroke my length. It's the
last thing I see before she knocks me cold.