KnockingonDemon'sDoor by Unknown (ink ebook reader .TXT) 📗

Michelle grabbed her parka, strapped her dagger to her hip and then went to meet up with Dan to discover if he had any new information to share. Except when she found him in the bar, still surrounded by bunnies, she suspected he hadn’t even tried to investigate, and undoubtedly considered this trip nothing other than a vacation.

Disgusted with her partner, she made her way back to the main lobby, sat on the sofa and grabbed the newspaper. If Ash made a move, she planned to follow.

For the next two days while Dan did what he did best, avoid her while he indulged in all the resort had to offer, she watched Ash, studying his habits and his movements. When he ate, she ate. When he slept, she slept. When he worked at night, she sipped drinks with the other bunnies, keeping tabs on him. She’d yet to see him with a woman. In fact, he seemed to be going out of his way to avoid them.

Watching him all the time was having a seriously bad effect on her. There was something undeniably primal about him. Everything from the way he moved to the way he licked his fingers clean after eating had her blood pulsing hot and aroused her libido to the point of distraction. Never had her nipples tightened so painfully, her pussy throbbed so hard, clamoring for his undivided attention. If she wasn’t careful she feared she’d lose herself in him and allow him to do the most delicious things to her body. As her mind went off in an erotic direction she pictured their hot naked bodies coming together, his mouth taking possession of hers as his cock drove inside her, pushing deep, driving hard, filling her in a way she’d never been filled before. The truth was, Ash made her feel ravenous, carnal and completely out of control.

Damn him.

She shook her head to clear her lusty, yet dangerous, wanderings, and glanced around the table. Once again she found herself sitting in the corner booth the bunnies had claimed, twirling her glass and sipping the awful fruity drink Tabby had ordered for her, as well as for everyone else, and tried to maintain a professional detachment. Difficult, considering everything about him screamed sin, seduction and danger. Pure sensual delight raced through her veins whenever his eyes turned her way, forcing her to fight off unwanted shivers of longing. In spite of herself, her mouth watered and she once again let her mind drift for one glorious minute, imagining what it would be like to feel his naked body climbing over hers. To feel that sensual mouth graze every speck of her flesh, licking and sucking and rehydrating himself with her cream. Her sex muscles fluttered in eager anticipation.

Oh God…

She knew it had to be the allure of the demon that caused her salacious mind to conjure up such erotic images because it certainly wasn’t in her nature to be drawn to a suspect. And it should sicken her to know that a demon could do this to her.

But her mind kept flashing back to the way he’d taken such painstaking care of Mac a couple of days earlier. Surely a soulless monster wouldn’t have cared if the guy drank himself to death. She recalled the look of sympathy that had come over him, and the way he’d switched Mac to soda pop. Not to mention that he hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary. As far as she could tell he kept his nose clean, and kept to himself. Deep in her gut she suspected that Ash had nothing at all to do with the missing girls and that she was simply attracted to him, the woman in her drawn to his charisma and charm. She pushed herself deeper into the booth and bit back a moan. He had to be involved, he just had to be. Because all demons were monsters. Even ones that could walk during the day. Weren’t they?

Michelle decided she’d had enough of watching him for now. A long day on the slopes had tired her out more than she’d expected and sitting at the bar with the bunnies for the rest of the night was more than she could take. She pushed the last of her drink away with her fingertips and excused herself, pleading a headache when the other women protested. The headache wasn’t too far from the truth. She was sick and tired of listening to them talk about their sexual games and knew it wouldn’t be long before they’d put the pressure on for her to join in.

Michelle wanted this case closed. For many reasons.

She stopped when she got to the lobby, taking a quick moment to run through the headlines in the newspaper, dying to know what was going on in the outside world. How the bunnies could spend their lives ignoring reality, totally baffled her. The closest Tabby got to reality was watching American Idol.

Before she’d finished scanning the paper, Ash rushed from the bar, looking like sex incarnate. A black leather coat billowed around his powerful legs, the well-defined thigh muscles bunching as he cut across the wide expanse of floor. Michelle cast her eyes down as though concentrating on a news article, but mindless compulsion forced her to glance up and watch his sexy swagger.

A gorgeous, curvy Barbie-doll type stepped up to him and blocked his path before he could reach the main doors. He took a quick glance around, then, with a look of weariness on his face, leaned down to whisper something in her ear. Michelle’s distance kept her from hearing the exchange, but she could well imagine that the girl would soon be decorating his arm and eventually his bed. Then God only knows what came after that.

The cop in Michelle had to put a stop to that, and the woman in her, well, the woman in her felt a tinge of jealousy, aching