Free Redemption (The Keepers of Hell Book 3) by DANIELLE JAMES Page B

corners. Or get a room. Or something. Just get out of here!”
         Shelly didn’t answer him, but shoved her hands through Jake’s hair and kissed him harder. Jake made eye contact and lifted Shelly’s legs to wrap them around his waist. Then he walked, while still kissing her, toward the door. Ash gave the mental command for the doors to open and Jake walked through them, taking his demon with him.
         “I think I will deal with his interference later,” Ash said, watching the empty doorway after they left.
         “I think that’s wise,” Antonio agreed.
         “Was I that bad?” Ash asked. “I mean, when I was getting my shit together with Elizabeth?”
         Antonio looked at his friend with a crooked smile. “You were so much worse,” he laughed.

 
    CHAPTER THIRTEEN
         Jake had barely made it into the hallway with his cargo when Shelly made a frustrated noise in the back of her throat. Her arms were tight around his neck and her legs were wrapped securely around his hips. Jake fumbled them both down the hallway in the direction of his room.
         Shelly growled against his neck, and the next thing he felt was his body dematerializing. Then the soft carpet of his sleeping quarters was under his feet. “Not moving fast enough for you, Demon Girl?” he chuckled.
         “Shut up, Asshat,” she growled and bit into the cord of his neck. The pain was sharp and sent shivers all over his body.
         “Right, best if we don’t talk,” he agreed. He walked over to the bed and lowered her back to the sheets, keeping her legs wrapped around him. He had no choice but to fall on top of her. He hungrily kissed her neck and collarbone before pushing up on his hands above her.
         “I need something,” he muttered. He caught sight of a black silk scarf on his bedside table that hadn’t been there before. He wondered for a mere second where it had come from, but decided he didn’t care. He snatched the scarf off the table and pushed Shelly’s hands above her head.
         “What are you doing?” She glared at him as he tied the scarf around her wrists.
         “Making sure you don’t go anywhere this time,” he grunted back at her. He was pinning her weight with his hips and he pushed them into her for good measure. Her sharp intake of breath was not lost on him. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, and he was going to make sure she admitted it.
         “I could get loose if I wanted to,” she said breathlessly.
         Jake pretended not to hear her and put both hands on the front of her shirt. She raised a brow at him in defiance just before he ripped the material apart. Her perfect breasts were on display for him and they rose and fell with each breath that she took. Jake watched in fascination as the tips hardened and stood for his attention, as if they were begging him to taste them.
         He was more than happy to oblige. He dipped his head low and sucked one diamond hard pebble into his mouth.  He took his time, licking and nibbling, first one nipple and then the other. He made his way down her belly and smiled when she giggled. It wasn’t a sound he had ever expected to hear from her, but he decided she liked it.
         He ghosted his tongue over her abdomen, enjoying the way the skin fluttered beneath his touch. She was squirming against her bonds by the time he had made his way down to her pants. He popped the button and pushed them down her legs, leaving her bare to him.
         She was beautiful. He looked back up to her eyes, almost as if he were asking permission. The fire he saw in her face was all the permission he needed. He settled his wide shoulders between her thighs and went in for a taste.
         As soon as his tongue touched her, he knew he was lost. Forever ruined for other women. No one else would ever do. Her flavor was like a dance in his mouth, caressing each and every one of his taste buds and