Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

I squeaked when his fingers gripped my wrists tightly and he leaned into me. His nose touched mine, and his eyes bored into me.

“You’re slightly scaring me,” I whispered. “Very intense.”

“I’ll never hurt you, Reva. I’ll die before that happens.” His words were soft yet firm.

“You’ve only known me for four days. That’s kinda saying a lot.”

“Reva,” he growled. “Are you going to disagree with everything I have to say tonight?”

I bit my bottom lip. “I’m not disagreeing per say.”

He pressed a swift, firm kiss to my lips. “Can I talk now?”

“You have been,” I pointed out.

His lips connected with mine again. The kiss was longer, and I started to melt into him.

He lifted his lips from mine. “Now?”

“Now what?” I gasped.

He grunted and sealed his lips to mine again. He shifted the hold of my wrists to one hand and the other hand trailed down and cupped my breast.

Whoa boy.

Again, he ended the kiss

before I was ready for it to be over.

“What is happening?” I gasped.

“I’m kissing you senseless so you’ll let me talk without thinking you know better.”

Well, I guess that was one way to shut me up. I couldn’t say I was completely against it seeing as I was enjoying his tactic so well. “I think I need one more kiss to be senseless,” I suggested.

Hero released my wrists and cupped my face in his hand. This was the best kiss yet. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I moaned softly. His hand on my breast slid down, tucked under my shirt, and scooted back up to palm my breast in his hand. I arched my back and pressed up to him.

He ripped his lips from mine. “You listening?” he growled.

I was in a hazy fog and just nodded.

“Whatever shit you think you know about me, forget. I’m not some guy on a TV show or in a damn book. I like what I like and that’s it. Don’t tell me I don’t like you, Reva. Don’t tell me you’re not my type. I live the way I want to, and I don’t answer to anyone.”

I didn’t open my mouth. I was still kissed senseless.

“You get me?” Hero asked.

If Hero thought I was his type, I wasn’t going to argue with him. Especially if that meant he was going to keep kissing me.

Nope, nope. I was not going to argue with him anymore.

Time to ride this for however long it lasted and just enjoy my time with Hero.

Something told me it was going to be anything but boring.

“Got it.”

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