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Chapter 9

Alicia

I kept my eye on the cop after he walked away from me, and even more so when he accepted a drink from Hale. He wouldn’t be dumb enough to drink it, would he? He said he suspects all of us of possible murder, so it would be stupid for him to trust that Hale isn’t guilty and hasn’t spiked his drink or something. Imagine my surprise when he lifts his teacup to his mouth. I’m over there in an instant, but I can’t just throw the drink out of his hand. I need to make a show of some interest in him to not draw attention, so I wrap my arm around his waist and give him a warning squeeze.

His body goes completely still and his hand is suspended in the air with the cup touching his lips. I hope he didn’t take a sip yet.

“Don’t,” I warn him in as serious a voice as I can muster.

He slowly lowers his arm and sets the cup on the bar counter. I let out a sigh of relief and nearly collapse against him. I let my hold on him go intending to turn around and go back to work, but he grabs my hand that had been resting on his hip. When he turns to face me I look up at his blue eyes and suck in a sharp breath. He lowers his head so close that I think for a second that he might kiss me, but then he passes and presses his mouth to my ear making me shiver.

“You shouldn’t touch me like that.” He says in a smooth warning.

My eyes fall halfway shut, and my body flushes with heat. Shit, I’m getting worked up again. I blame it on Lilith feeding off me earlier. She may not be my type or the female kind in general, but her bit is sexual and now I’m feeling the effects. That’s the reason I’m giving for why my body is lighting up for him.

“Why’s that cop boy?” I say trying my best to sound unaffected by him being this close to me.

“Because then I’ll do something I’ll regret.” He says and then I feel one of his fingers brush my thigh and I nearly groan at the light touch.

I’m sensitive all over already and he’s barely touched me. “Then maybe you should let me go,” I say squeezing my eyes shut.

“But then I might never get to touch you again.” He says and then he places a feather-soft kiss on my neck and the single finger running along my thigh turns into a full hand.

He moves his hand along the tights I’m wearing until he reaches the quarter belts I’m wearing and lets out a low groan before grabbing on the snaps. He tugs it slightly and releases it sending a shock of pain along my leg at the same time he releases my hand and digs his fingers into my hair. I’m shaking from every touch he’s giving me and then his lips are on mine and I melt into him. It’s then that I taste it.

Hale’s signature cocktail. Shit, I was too late. He’s tasted it and is slowly going out of his mind. The drink will make him lose all inhibitions and act on every desire he is feeling right now, and now that includes me. I can’t let him do this…but I would make him forget anyway. So why not enjoy this a little longer? I might be the only one who remembers when tonight ends, but I can live with that if it means he’ll keep touching me.

Maybe Lilith is right and we aren’t that different after all. She wants to be touched and fed and enjoy everything she could desire and now I’m wanting the same thing. The guys won’t care since they know what I am, but if they find out who he really is they might think I talked. They might think that I put them in danger, and I don’t want them to worry. So that means I need to get him off the floor before he decides he doesn’t like his mask anymore and gives his true identity away.

“Wait,” I say pushing at his chest.

He growls in frustration and tries to kiss me again but I don’t let him…not yet.

“We should go somewhere to be…alone.” I offer and his eyes slowly meet mine.

His pupils are blown and his eyes are half-lidded. Shit, he’s a goner. “Or maybe you should just go home. You’re pretty wasted.” I offer him an out but he shakes his head.

“I want you. So I’m not leaving. Not until I’ve tasted every part of you. You might be a murderer so I need to take this chance to indulge a little before I dig into your life and turn over every stone.” He admits.

Yet another effect of the drink. “You won’t find anything, cop boy. In your world I don’t exist.” I admit.

He chuckles. “I’m good at my job beautiful sin. I think I can find out anything I want about you.”

I admire his confidence but he won’t find anything on any of us. “Come on.” I slip my hand in his and start leading him toward the VIP rooms.

Most people pay to bring one of us back there, but we have unlimited access to invite a guest. Then I leave them with a short memory of the good time they had in those rooms and our address, and they come back again and again. They don’t realize ive manipulated their minds into becoming regular customers here. It’s all a part of how this place works.

Detective Knight lets me take him down the hall and I stop at the last door. I don’t want anyone seeing us together in case they figure out who he is, and this way when I sneak out no one will think to look for him here. At least he’ll be safe to sleep off the…tea until I can sneak him out.

I use my key to unlock the door and tug him in behind me before releasing his hand and closing the door. I lock it as well. Then strong hands grab me and turn me around so that my back is against the door. His mouth is on mine before I can ask what he’s doing or much him away. My body lights up from the way his lips move over mine. He seems desperate but the kiss is still soft. So much emotion is poured into this kiss that tears prick my eyes. What is going on?

This has only happened with…no. It’s not possible. I break the kiss and try to clear my thoughts long enough to talk some sense into the detective.

“Detective-“

“Rowan.” He says interrupting me and diving in for another kiss.

Once again my brain short circuits and it takes a good amount of effort to focus on what I need to say. So I push him back again but he only goes as far as to kiss down my chin to my neck. His hands are sliding under my skirt again. When did that happen?

“God it’s been torture since I saw you. All I can think about is touching you.” He says before he sucks the skin between my neck and shoulder into his mouth.

I’m going to have a mark there and I know it will be even worse when he bites me. My knees go weak and I nearly fall to the ground but he leans his body against mine keeping me upright. I can feel him getting hard and I know if I don’t stop this I’ll sleep with him because gods do I want to. He’s sexy and strong and smells like sin and all the things I shouldn’t want. He’s not like us, and I should stay far far away.

“Wait…Rowan.” I pant as I say his name and my hands run up his strong arms and tangle in his hair.

Shit, I’m losing control.

“You don’t want to do this,” I tell him but he’s grinding against me, no doubt looking for relief.

“I do. I really do.” He says before he sucks on my neck again.

This time he pushes away the thin sheer fabric lying on my shoulder down my arm and his lips follow. His lips feel soft and gentle with every kiss he leaves on my heated skin. Lust is starting to cloud my thoughts and I know I won’t be able to stop soon.

“Please. You have to listen to me.” I beg him.

“Beg for me again.” He says with a deep throaty voice that makes me so wet and achy.

I instinctively rub my thighs together to relieve some of the ache there. It’s going to get me in trouble.

“Rowan this isn’t what you want. It’s the tea. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret and I’m not strong enough to stop you once we go too far.” I try to explain.

I need him to stop…or I won’t be able to. I’ll need more…so much more.

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