Free After Sundown: Redemption by Eden Robins Page A

soft curves. Delving into her belly button, he felt another shiver overwhelm her. His lips traveled lower, to the waistband of her pants. He couldn’t resist running his tongue back and forth under the fabric. This time, Alyssa’s stomach jumped from his touch. He only realized he had released her hands when he felt her fingers running through his hair, urging him on. Grasping her hands, he lifted his head to meet her desire-filled gaze.
    Christian knew, without a doubt, he could take her. He could seduce her body to the point that she was pleading with him to make love to her. But he didn’t want it that way. Not with Alyssa. He had to know she wanted him.
    “Alyssa, are you sure? Tell me now, palomita , because if we continue, I won’t be able to stop. Do you understand?”
    Alyssa nodded, but he waited patiently. He wanted to hear her make this decision. Say the words. Her eyes pulled at him, the heat in them screaming her desire.
    “I need you to tell me, Alyssa. I won’t go on until I know for sure that this is what you want.”
    “I want you, Christian. Don’t stop.” Her voice was throaty, filled with passion.
    He needed no other urging. With a growl he let the predator in him loose. Alyssa was his.

Chapter Five
     
    Christian slowly worked Alyssa’s pants lower. Her skin felt like the silky material of her suit. He splayed his fingers over the soft curve of her stomach. The image of a baby growing inside her came crashing into his consciousness. His hands stilled their exploration. His body shook as unfamiliar emotions washed over him. He had never thought about children before. Why now? How did this mortal affect him so profoundly?
    Alyssa squeezed her fingers tightly in his hair. She made needy sounds in her throat. He hardened to the point of pain. His thoughts reverted to only hunger and need. She pulled his head to her body. The scent of green apples and sunshine filled his senses. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he pulled her closer. He skimmed his lips and tongue over her skin, savoring the taste of her. Moving lower, he got lost in the delights of her body.
    The sound didn’t reach him until he felt Alyssa stiffen. The persistent rap rubbed him the wrong way. He raised his head and glared at the sound. Someone was knocking on Alyssa’s apartment door. Christian growled. He pressed closer to her and his hold tightened possessively. She Is Mine! That thought pounded over and over in his head as the beast threatened to overtake him.
    Not now. Not now ! Alyssa needed this, needed Christian in a way she had never experienced before. To stop would be difficult, even painful. The feel of his mouth, lapping at her, his hands holding her tight, his silky hair beneath her fingers. It was too good.
    She thought about ignoring the knock. Maybe whoever was pounding on the door would go away. The knocking continued, louder, until it became a frantic staccato that she feared would never stop.
    “Alyssa? Honey, are you in there?”
    Alyssa’s shoulder’s sagged in resignation. She had to answer the door. She had forgotten that she promised to meet her aunt here after her speech. And knowing her aunt, if she didn’t answer the door, it wouldn’t be too long until she called the police. Ever since Alyssa’s mother committed suicide, her Aunt Joyce had become the proverbial protective mother hen. Most of the time, Alyssa appreciated her aunt’s concern, but now was definitely not one of those times.
    With a groan, she reluctantly pulled her hands from Christian’s hair and tried to push away from him. His only response was a soft growl. She looked down as he slowly raised his head. She gasped. The black pupils of his eyes had become red. Dilated to the point that almost no white showed. Nobody she knew was in those eyes. They were cold and empty. A shiver slid down her spine. Two elongated teeth protruded when his lips curled into a snarl. Alyssa stood as still as possible. Knowing somehow that if she