Dangerous by Jacquelyn Frank Page A

broke out in a sweat.
    She decided she wanted to devour him, starting with his mouth. Her bottom lifted into his hand so she could find and capture his lips, dragging his attention back to their excellent kisses. Soon they were both breathless and panting, forgetting where they were completely as he slid his hand from her hair, his fingertips stroking her neck and throat until she actually purred.
    â€œHmm, I’ll remember that,” he murmured as he lowered his mouth to her neck to see if it would draw a similar response. It did. She even slid herself deeper into the well of his lap as she shifted with abandoned pleasure. By now he already had an all-star erection, but the rub of hot female flesh he knew was completely open to him was devastating to his equilibrium and threatening to the reliability of his fly.
    He squeezed his eyes shut tight for a moment, trying to ignore the pretty scent lifting from her body and how badly he wanted to learn those tempting breasts of hers. But he needed to inject some reality into the situation, and damn quick too, before he lost control and did something unforgivably stupid. Something he was already considering even though all he had done was kiss her. But God, her kisses were ten times more potent than sex with most women.
    â€œLiam?” she queried softly when she noted his stillness. Damn it. He was going to go crazy every time she said his name from then on. He just knew it. She couldn’t help it, but the way she said it just went straight to his libido.
    He was trying to figure out what to say to her when the pain hit.
    Because he was so distracted and completely unprepared for it, his entire body convulsed as he roared out with the searing agony cutting across his chest from the site of his wound. He ended up bucking Devon right off of him, sending her sprawling on the floor of the limo, arms and legs akimbo. To her credit, she recovered quickly, grabbing a bottle of vodka in the bar as she scrambled back up to his lap. She held him down with her body weight as she dumped the bottle of vodka onto his wound.
    This time when he went to buck her off, she was prepared for it. His second roar of pain had drawn the attention of the others and the partition dropped quickly.
    â€œVenom?” Colin asked. Over the years those who were up on their Morphate information knew that some Morphates excreted a nonlethal venom through their claws. Nonlethal, but not non-painful. Apparently their attacker had been just such a Morphate. Inez turned to lean in and view the situation. She saw a wild-haired Devon, armed with alcohol and pinning Liam down, as well as any woman could pin down a giant like Nash. The bodyguard grinned.
    â€œI think Ms. Candler has it under control.” Directly to Devon she said, “We’re almost home now.”
    â€œThank you,” Devon shouted. “And call me Devon. You just saved my life and nearly got a boob job in the process. I think first names are called for.”
    â€œI think you’re right. Inez and Colin works for us, too,” Inez agreed with a chuckle. “Has he got a fever yet?”
    â€œHe isn’t deaf, goddammit,” Liam growled through clenched teeth.
    â€œSorry, Nash,” she said with a click of a sympathetic tongue. She sat back down in a hurry, leaving Devon to the ogre he’d suddenly become.
    â€œCrap,” he gritted out as he warily eyed the still-armed woman leaning over him. “Lady, put down the Smirnoff and back away,” he barked in the tone that could convince the world to disarm rather than face his wrath.
    Devon immediately dropped the bottle to the floor, although she didn’t move away. In spite of his pain, Liam had to smirk. She honestly didn’t care about objects or material things. No woman he knew would let alcohol pour freely over the floor like that and not think twice about it.
    â€œWhen we get home, I’ll tend this. I