Chapter Thirteen
Kyle hadn’t meant to react so strongly to the sexual current charging through him, but it had taken him by surprise. “Nothing. I just didn’t want to distract you while you were driving.”
Lame. Very lame. Fortunately, Nessa didn’t say anything, but from the slight upward turn of those sexy lips, she obviously knew that wasn’t the real reason.
Nessa pulled into the Sinclair Gem mine, but he didn’t spot anything that looked like a safe house. Kyle glanced around for Lily’s car and didn’t see that either, forcing him to tamp down his worry. He trusted Nessa though. “I see we beat my sister here.”
“Birk probably parked her car underground.”
This was becoming stranger by the minute. “I don’t see any garage entrance.”
Nessa pulled to a stop in front of a rock wall. “I’ll show you. Wait here. I need to open the door.”
He would have asked what door, but he’d come to realize that of late, nothing was as it seemed. She took something from her pocket and waved her hand over the stone. The rock glowed, and then a garage door opened. “Well, I’ll be damned,” he mumbled to himself.
Nessa returned and slid into the front seat. “Cool, huh?”
“Totally. How did you do that?”
She smiled, and once more his libido shot up. “It’s called magic.”
Magic seemed to rule everything the dragons did. Nessa drove into the underground parking garage, and when he spotted Lily’s car, relief shot through him. After sliding into a lined spot, Nessa cut off the engine and hopped out. While Kyle retrieved his duffel, Nessa did some hand waving stuff, and the door closed.
“Right this way,” she said.
“What is this place? It’s a lot more than a safe house.” Kyle couldn’t drink it all in. While he had inspected this mine last year, he had no idea something like this existed.
“The Sinclairs and Caspians need a place they can go when things get, shall we say, rough. It’s equipped with a lot of bedrooms and has a huge kitchen—including a gourmet chef—along with many meeting rooms. The monitoring rooms here would put the one we have at our mine to shame. This is a truly state of the art building.”
“So I can see.” The fact Nessa was willing to let him and Lily see their secret hiding place warmed him. It meant she trusted him. Evil dragon shifters would never do that.
Nessa’s upbeat attitude continued to amaze him, and his gut decided once and for all that she was a good person. And a sexy one. Okay, and yes, someone he could see himself with long term.
Nessa couldn’t help but smile at Kyle’s large eyes. If he was impressed with the parking garage, he’d be thrilled with what else they had, and she couldn’t wait to show him. She wasn’t sure where Birk had stashed Lily, but she bet he gave her the suite—the one with a comfy sitting lounge area and the large soaking tub. From the way Birk reacted to Lily, something was going on between them. If Fate had paired her with Kyle, it was possible that Fate had decided siblings should stay together. It wouldn’t be hard to believe that Birk and Lily were meant for each other. How her brother could convince her she should be with a dragon, Nessa didn’t know.
“I’m not sure where Lily is staying, but she has to be somewhere down this hallway,” Nessa said. “The last three rooms are reserved for guests.” She tapped on the first door, and when no one answered, she pushed it open. It was empty. “You can stay in here.”
Kyle stepped inside and set down his duffel. “Wow.” He turned around and had a big smile on his face. “This is amazing.”
“Thanks. My father and uncle designed it. I think you’ll find it has everything you need. If you think this is great though, wait until you try our food. We have an amazing chef.” Which reminded her that she needed to let him know that there would be guests here for a while.
“Seriously?”
“Yes. Let’s find Lily. I’m sure she is anxious to see you.”
Just as Nessa turned to leave, Kyle stopped her. He tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and let his finger stroke down her cheek. Then Kyle leaned in close and, ever so lightly, brushed his lips across hers. “You constantly amaze me, Nessa Caspian. Thank you for everything you and your family are doing to help Lily and me.”
Her heart nearly burst out of her chest. If she weren’t careful, her purple scales would show through her skin. As it was, her body was already radiating an excessive amount of heat. “You are very welcome. I’m quite impressed with you too.”
“Good to know.” He winked, and her knees weakened, something that had never happened before.
Good goddess, what this man could do to her! She was the one who handled explosives and was never scared of anything—except for spending the rest of her life alone because she’d botched up this whole mating thing.
“Nessa?” he asked.
She jerked her attention back to him. “Ah, yes. We need to find Lily.”
Happy to have something to do, she stepped next door and knocked. When Birk answered, she quirked a brow. Nessa would have thought Lily would have booted him out before this. “Everything okay?”
“Yes. Lily is next door. I’m staying here so I can keep an eye on her.”
Was that so? Birk shared a room with Logan whenever they stayed in this bunker, and that room was down the hall. Where he was now was reserved for guests, and he knew as well as anyone that no one could get into this complex, so there was no need to be so close. Unless…Nessa kept that thought to herself.
“I imagine she’d like to see Kyle.” Nessa stepped next door, knocked, and then faced him. “I’ll let you two chat.”
“Are you staying here?” Kyle asked.
More heat poured into her at the excitement in his tone. “Yes.”
“But you didn’t pack anything.”
“We always have stuff here. Since we never know when we’ll need refuge, we keep spare clothes in the rooms we use.”
Before he could ask her any more questions, Lily opened the door and was in Kyle’s arms in a moment. While endearing, Nessa worried about Lily’s influence on him. After all, she was very anti dragon shifter.
Kyle glanced back at Nessa and mouthed thank you. The wink that followed had her heart pounding. First, he’d squeezed her leg in the car and then he’d tucked a strand of hair behind her ear—all signs that he was an independent thinker when it came to her kind. Then there was that small but amazing kiss. Yes. Nessa was beginning to think there was hope for them after all. The way his beautifully expressive eyes sparkled when he looked at her confirmed it as well.
“I’m going to say goodnight to you both,” Nessa said, wishing she were the one in Kyle’s arms right now. “I’ll be down the hall—four rooms away on this side—if either of you need me. Birk is just next door too.”
“Thanks,” Kyle said, his voice soft and sexy.
Lily nodded then looked away as if she just couldn’t bring herself to change her mind about dragons.
Nessa headed to her room, wishing she had the courage to drag Kyle away from his sister and into her bed. It was becoming increasingly more difficult for her not to touch him. Before Kyle came into her life, she thought nothing of spending her nights alone. Hell, she preferred it. Now that those deep feelings had been released, Nessa wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to rein them in again.
After undressing, she stepped into the shower. As she ran the wet soap over her body, she closed her eyes and imagined Kyle was in there with her. He’d be standing behind her, snatch the soap from her fingers, and insist on washing her until her skin glowed. Little did he know that she didn’t need any water to make her body shine. Just being near him would do that.
Nessa ducked her head under the shower and reveled in the heat. She spun around to face her imaginary mate. He’d grin and then drag the tip of the soap over her nipples, hardening them to points. Unable to stand there and do nothing, she would grab his huge cock and tug on it. He’d moan and then slam his body against hers.
The kiss would be a nibble here and a nibble there until her nails sharpened, and her scales pulsed so hard that she’d have to dip her tongue into his mouth and devour him. He’d taste of mint or maybe cinnamon. While she was losing herself in his sensuality, he’d slip a finger into her pussy, and the spikes of need would cause her to cry out and then beg him to take her. Her eyes would glow purple, and his would deepen to the color of navy blue.
She’d run her hands over his firm ass and then drop to her knees and suck on his cock while the water sluiced over their bodies.
Nessa’s groan, and her resulting climax, jerked her back to reality. Well, damn. Two of her fingers were inside her pussy, and her other hand—not Kyle’s—was pinching her nipple. Nessa never stimulated herself—more proof she was losing her mind.
Clearly, something had to give, and soon, or she might march into his room, strip off her clothes, and jump into bed with him.
That image helped calm her but only for a moment. The chance of Kyle rejecting her still existed.
But he kissed you, her dragon reminded her.
He did at that, though way too briefly. Needing to mentally move back to reality, she washed her hair and rinsed off. After she stepped out of the shower, Nessa stood in front of the mirror and slowly dragged the towel over her body, wondering what Kyle would honestly think of her shape. She had tits, but they weren’t very big, and her hips were too slim. Damn. Most men told her she needed to gain weight.
Once she finished towel drying her hair and body, she slipped on a pair of panties and a T-shirt. She then slid under the crisp covers. After that sensual daydream in the shower, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep though.
Reading might take her mind off the hot Kyle Harper. She licked her lips, remembering the light brush of his mouth. Wouldn’t it be great if Kyle were waiting for her to make the first move?
Or wasn’t he ready to be with a shifter?
The kiss! The kiss! It wasn’t just to say thank you, her dragon said. He was testing to see if you wanted him.
Was that true? Uncertainty sucked.
Nessa picked up the e-reader she and Greer kept in the drawer. They both loved romances, so it was stocked full. Nessa mostly stuck to romantic suspense and some thrillers, whereas Greer liked the more sappy contemporaries with an occasional shifter story thrown in. The ones written by people from Earth were funny though. Nessa appreciated their imagination, but too often she wanted to tell them they had it all wrong.
Nessa snuggled in bed, and just as she was about to start reading, someone tapped on her door. It was Kyle. She could feel it. Her hands almost morphed into talons, and she had to force her body to stop the shift.
“Coming.” She threw off the covers and scrambled to find a pair of pants. Her fingers were about to tug on the dresser drawer when she stopped. Why not show him what he would be missing?
Not wanting to go overboard and actually flaunt herself, Nessa stood behind the door and opened up. “Kyle!”
“I’m sorry. Were you in bed?”
“I was just reading.”
“Do you mind if I come in?”
Nessa smiled and swung the door open for him to enter. Not. At. All.