Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

Feeling bold, I wrap my arms around his shoulders again
and stretch against him like a cat. “So…this kiss you
mentioned earlier on the phone.”
His eyes flare with heat. He grinds his back teeth together
and says nothing.
I smile up at him, knowing exactly how my words have
affected him, feeling a heady rush of power at the idea that
something so small could make a man like him lose his grip.
“If I remember correctly, you said I’d have to ask you
explicitly for what I want.”
His lashes lower. Very slowly, he exhales. It rumbles
through his chest like a sound a bear might make. He growls,
“Are you asking?”
I pretend to think for a moment, pursing my lips. “I don’t
know. Am I?”
His eyes go black. Murderous black. Crazy-person black.
The only reaction that gets out of me is to make me smile
wider.
Deadly soft, he says, “Careful, beautiful girl.”
I love it when he calls me that. It makes all my hollow
spaces fill up with crackling white light and start singing.
Gazing up into his burning eyes, I whisper, “No. I think
I’m done being careful. So I’d like you to kiss me n—”
Kage crushes his mouth to mine.
His kiss is savage, demanding, almost frightening in its
intensity. It’s like he wants to crawl inside my soul through my
mouth. He fists a hand in my hair and holds my head steady as
he drinks deep, making little grunts of pleasure, his big hard
body pressed against mine.
My pulse throbbing and my skin on fire, I sink my hands
into his hair and let him take what he’s so greedy for.
The kiss goes on and on until I’m sure I won’t be able to
remain standing.