The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers
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my butt. He showered me with hot, open, wet kisses while he forced me even
tighter against him. His chest, his legs, his thighs—everything felt
tight, warm and delicious.
    And—my body chilled. Different.
    I dragged my mouth away from his. "Wait," I said, refusing to give
in as he trailed scorching kisses up my neck. I squeaked as he nipped the
tender spot behind my ear. "Stop." I brought my fingers to the spot
and my heart quickened when I saw he'd drawn blood.
    "I need to know. What's happening to you?"
    He dragged the bustier down, exposing my breasts. "Do you like
it?" He flicked a tongue across my nipple.
    "Yes," I gasped. "I mean, no."
    Desire swamped my body to the point where I never felt so free, or exposed.
Like I stood on the edge of an immense chasm, teetering on the verge of
discovery—if only I had the courage to let go.
    Dimitri shot me a wicked grin. Then he took turns with my breasts, licking
and sucking them until I thought I was going to melt right there. I tried to
push him away, but he was too strong.
    I gripped two handfuls of his rich, dark hair as he continued his delicious
assault. "We have to get you out of here."
    He kissed the tip of my nose, my cheeks, my eyes. "I'm your
protector," he said, guiding me backward. My knees hit the bed and we went
over, his powerful weight on top of me. His hard gaze rooted me in place.
    I couldn't move if I wanted to.
    Dimitri claimed to be my protector, but he never actually, officially…
oh heavens. He slid a hand down the front of my leather pants and found my very
core. Pleasure spiraled down my spine. I almost shot off the bed, and he
somehow used the opportunity to leave my pants in a pile somewhere. I had no
idea what happened to my underwear. He pressed against me as I gripped his shoulders,
trying to stop his—yow—roaming mouth from finding mine so I could
at least try to have some kind of conversation. This was important.
    It was hard to concentrate, impossible to do anything but feel.
    I gasped before giving in and tasting the saltiness of his shoulder, his
collarbone, the curve of his neck. I braced my forehead against his shoulder.
"I don't want you protecting me if it means, if it means…"
    He shoved hard into me, and I nearly combusted. I felt every inch of him as
he moved inside me. God, I'd missed him. I didn't know what I would have done
if he hadn't come back.
    He took my mouth in a rough kiss, his entire body pushing me, driving us to
a place we'd never been before. I gripped him tight, holding him, reveling in him.
With a shout, he drove us both to the edge and over, the pleasure coming in
wave after glorious wave.

Chapter
Eleven
     
    Dimitri rolled over, nestling me in the crook of his arm. His fingers wound
through my hair in a way that would have been soothing if things hadn't been
so… different.
    He felt positively toasty under my cheek. I ran a finger along one of the
cuts on his chest. It had healed amazingly fast. If I hadn't seen the gash for
myself earlier, I never would have believed it. "How?" I asked.
    "My people heal quicker than most. It's a gift," he said, trailing
his fingers through my hair, "one that I've been especially grateful for
since I met you."
    "Well look at that, a griffin comedian." I kept it light, knowing
that I couldn't order him away from here. No, I had to come up with a better
idea.
    I shivered and snuggled closer, trying to steal some of his warmth. My body
felt like I'd gone skinny dipping with the polar bears. I closed my eyes and
invoked the girlfriend privilege, planting my icy feet in the warm spot between
his calves. Oh yes… his heat seared my frozen toes.
    "Dang, Lizzie!" Dimitri yanked back, and I took the opportunity to
snuggle in up to my knees.
    "Don't even try it." I savored the feel of his legs wrapped around
mine. "I'm on you like an Appalachian tick."
    His chest rumbled. "I can see that." He wrapped himself around me
in a huge Dimitri blanket.
    Ahh… good thing he'd surrendered

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