She shook her head as she took the backpack from him and shrugged it on. "It's designed for motorcycles and hiking. I'm fine wearing it. It's really not that heavy.
"
"Ride many bikes, do you?
"
"Yup, I do.
"
Talon watched her pull her helmet on and fasten it. Man, the woman was beautiful to him. Her long, graceful fingers tucked her braids in easily and her dark brown eyes glowed.
Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) He removed the small sunglasses that he wore at night and pulled his own helmet on, then got on the bike and kick-started it. Sunshine joined him on the bike. Her arms came around his waist as she slid her body closer to his.
Talon almost moaned. He could feel every inch of her pressed intimately, erotically against him. Her breasts on his back, her inner thighs against his hips.
And the way her arms held him…
He could just imagine her sliding her hand down from his waist to the hard bulge in his pants where she could cup and stroke him through the leather. Of her unzipping his pants and kneading him gently with her
hand as he hardened and strained to possess her.
Better yet, he could see her down on her knees in front of him, taking him into her mouth…
Unknown feelings swirled inside him, turning him inside out. All he wanted was to keep her here like this for eternity. To stop the bike and sample every inch of her lush, full figure with his mouth and fangs.
He wanted to devour her.
To taste and tease her until she called out his name while her body shook from ultimate pleasure.
Unbidden, he mentally felt her body arch against his as she clutched at his back in the midst of an orgasm.
He'd learned today that she always tensed her body until the last orgasmic shudder had subsided, and then she relaxed and rained kisses on his skin.
It was a sweet sensation that had no equal.
Talon clenched his teeth in an effort to control himself from yielding to the craving he felt for her body.
He drove them through town, out toward the bayou where he lived.
As they rode, Sunshine leaned her head to rest between his shoulder blades and tightened her hold around Talon's lean, muscular abs. She remembered how he'd looked standing naked in her loft. The way he'd looked leaning over her as they made love. Slow. Easy. Then fast and furious.
This man had an indefinable way with his body. He knew every way and then some to give a woman pleasure.
Sunshine could feel his chest rise and fall under her arms as they rode through the dark night. What she was doing with him was insane and yet she couldn't seem to stop herself.
Talon was compelling. Dangerous. Dark and mysterious. Something about him made her just want to
Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) crawl inside him and stay there forever.
Crazy, huh?
Yet there was no denying what he did to her. What she felt every time she thought about him. The way she wanted to yell at him to stop the bike so that she could tear off his jacket and lick every inch of his tattoo.
Every inch of his powerful, masculine body.
Oh, how she wanted this man.
"Are you okay?
"
She tensed at the sound of Talon's deeply accented voice in her ears. "Hey, your helmets are microphoned.
"
"Yeah, I know. But are you okay?
"
She smiled at his concern. "I'm fine.
"
"You sure? You kind of jumped a second ago like something startled you.
"
"No, really. I'm fine.
"
Talon wasn't so sure and at the moment he wished one of his Dark-Hunter powers included mind-reading. Unfortunately, his powers ran more along the lines of commanding the elements, healing, projection, and telekinesis. He was better able to shield himself and others, which was why, unlike Zarek, he never had to worry about cops or anyone else seeing him slay a Daimon.
He could summon the elements to shield him from people's sight or to confuse them. If need be, he could even project new thoughts to someone to alter their perceptions of reality.
But he preferred not to do that. The human mind was frail and such tactics had been known to leave lasting damage.
With his arcane powers came a great deal of responsibility. Acheron had taught him that.
Having been abused as a child by those who had more strength and power than he did, Talon had no wish to victimize anyone else. There was nothing he wanted or needed so badly that he would violate someone else to get it.
They didn't speak again until he reached his garage at the end of a long, winding dirt road. There were no lights out here, no pavement. Nothing butLouisiana wildlife.
Sunshine frowned as their headlight illuminated a strange mailbox out in the middle of nowhere. It was a