Hawk's Slave by Jordan Summers Page A

to open it up and let Hawk out. He stumbled and fell onto the floor, his big body panting with the effort it took to move. Opal shifted back into her cat form and licked his face, then curled up beside him.
    She felt a rough tongue swipe the back of her ear, then Hawk nuzzled her neck and fell asleep. Fallon poked his head in the door. Their eyes met and he smiled before slipping back out of the room.
    For the next few days, Hawk slept more than he was awake. Food was brought to them, and the room was cleaned periodically to keep it sanitized. Opal stayed in her cat form, refusing to leave Hawk’s side.
    On the fourth day, Hawk finally awoke. This time when he licked her, he didn’t doze off to sleep afterwards. Instead, he climbed onto Opal’s back and latched onto her neck. She hissed, but he ignored her. A second later, he was inside of her, his hips driving hard. The joining didn’t last long, but it was enough to satisfy them both—at least temporarily.
    Hawk released her neck and roared, then climbed off her. He was already shifting by the time he came into view. Opal followed suit.
    “I thought I told you to ask permission before you did that again,” she said.
    He grinned. “My beast missed you.”
    Opal looked at him. Other than the slight pinkness from the healing burns, he looked as good as new. “What about you? Did you miss me, too?”
    Hawk stared at her. “My beast and I are one and the same,” he said.
    It was as close to a yes as she was going to get from him.
    “You didn’t have to stay,” Hawk said as he grabbed some clothes out of the cabinet.
    “Of course I did.” She reached for her shirt. “Where else could I have gone?”
    “You could’ve stayed on Gar,” he said casually, but there was nothing casual about the look he gave her.
    She shook her head and brushed her hair back. “I wasn’t going to leave you.”
    His gaze was leery when he glanced at her, then Hawk stretched his arms over his head and groaned. “It’ll be a while before I’m back to a hundred percent.”
    Opal stared at him, drinking in his smooth skin and muscular body.  He probably still hurt, but he was definitely on the mend. “You look good for a man who was roasted alive.”
    Hawk’s gold gaze pierced her. “Back on the drac ship, I thought that you’d betrayed me,” he said. “The way you were cozying up to Zeth, it looked like you’d...”
    She couldn’t hold his gaze. “I know.”
    “Did you really prefer his touch to mine?” Hawk studied his hands.
    “What do you think?” Opal took a step closer.
    Hawk’s expression was hopeful but reticent. “Did you sleep with him?”
    Opal cocked her head. “Are you jealous?”
    Softness fled from his face. “Goddess yes! I don’t like to share what is mine.”
    “Neither do I,” Opal snapped, then her voice softened. “Is that why you came for me?”
    Hawk opened his mouth, then hesitated. “Why didn’t you betray me? You had the perfect opportunity.”
    “Yes, I did.” She sighed. “But I told you before, contrary to what you believe, I am loyal. I always have been.”
    He moved closer, never taking his gaze off her. Opal felt the heat radiating from his body. It made her skin prickle, then need struck. Just being near him made her moist.
    “You never answered me,” she said.
    Hawk brushed her hair back from her face. “What was the question?” His warm breath bathed her cheek, making her shiver, making her want.
    “Why did you come for me?” Opal repeated. She needed to know the answer.
    “I told you,” he said. “Because you are mine.”
    Hawk closed the distance between them and pulled her into a searing embrace. Their mouths devoured each other as their tongues fought for supremacy. Hunger exploded as he bit down on her lower lip and sucked it between his teeth, worrying the flesh.
    Opal groaned and felt her body flush with desire. Goddess, she wanted this man. Needed him. Had no desire to ever give him up.
    Hawk slowly