Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) by Blaise Ramsay (best books under 200 pages .TXT) 📗

is swimming with any number of questions. If it makes you more comfortable, you can sit on the bed to prop your leg up and I’ll stay over here on the couch to talk.”

Damien couldn't move. He was too hypnotized by the Aphrodite sitting before him almost naked. A mix of fear and sexual interest battled inside of him as he fought not to stare.

Seeing he was paralyzed, Jill sighed, getting up to help him. She set up a pillow to rest his leg on while still making it easy for him to sit or lay down comfortably.

“Here. You need to get off of your leg until it heals. I’ll stay away to give you space. I gave you my word I would answer your questions and get you home in the morning and I will.” She gently led him to sit down on the bed, propping his leg up for him. “If you're worried about what your dad, Rob or Chelsea will say, I'm sure I can help with that too.”

Damien had to work to pull his thoughts together in his mind to get a sense of clarity. “Okay, what the hell have I stepped into? Who were those men down there? Why did they touch you like that? And how the hell did you know I was thinking about what to tell everyone when I got back to my house?”

Jill's hand on his face made him stop. “Easy. You're going to have an anxiety attack at this rate. Maybe you should get some sleep. I'll answer what I can on our way to your house in the morning. Your mind will be fresh and you can quiz the sun's hell out of me.”

“Sleep?! How the hell am I supposed to get any sleep after what I've just seen?! No way are you getting out of this, Jill!” Damien replied, beyond angry at all of the secrecy.

He had no idea how he was going to get calmed down enough to sleep with the storm of confusion in his brain. Let alone in the presence of a woman with the ability to take on two armed vampires.

“Okay, I'll answer one question, then you're getting some rest, got it.” Jill replied in surrender, seeing Damien was set on getting an answer out of her.

Damien had so many he couldn't choose just one so he blurted out the first one that came to his mind. “Why did those men touch you like that?” The coy smile on Jill's face froze the rest of his words in his throat. “What?”

Smoothly she got into his face. Her thigh landed between his legs, pressing against his groin. A heat ran up his body as he felt her eyes searching his. Her thumb ran the length of his lips, flicking his lower lip in play.

“Why the sudden worry about who touches me or how? Are you jealous?”

A hard lump formed in Damien’s throat. The deep tone of silken seduction in Jill’s voice drove him into a desire he never thought he could feel again.

With as much effort as he could, he tore his eyes from her and quietly replied. “No, it's just...I've never seen it before between two people who aren't involved with each other. Are you sleeping with them?”

Jill burst out laughing. “That is such a human thought. No Damien, I'm not sleeping with any of them. For my kind, touch like that is normal. It promotes closeness and loyalty. It's never sexual unless we're courting or with our mates.”

Jill’s usually icy green eyes darkened with a primal lust. She leaned in so close her breath blew hot in his ear as she spoke. “Then it gets so hot no human could watch without getting embarrassed.”

Damien couldn't help the rise of the goose bumps on his skin. The reaction completely contradictory to the growing heat in his groin. His heart continued to pound inside his chest like a drum.

Jill ended her flirting, pulling away from him. “Now, sleep. We'll talk more in the morning. I can see in those gorgeous eyes of yours you still don't understand. I promise you will.” She smiled the soft smile Damien was used to, turning off the light. “If you need me, I'll be on the couch. You will be safe here, I promise.”

Damien watched Jill as she walked over to the couch. Every movement so graceful and sensual he had to avert his eyes against the growing feeling of desire inside of him.

Stretching out to lay on her side, Jill had to fight back a smirk at the internal struggle her handsome roommate was going through. She rolled over to face the couch, wrapping up in a plush blanket with a body pillow.

Damien turned over to the side of his good arm, trying to avoid staring at Jill's back as his heart beat rapidly behind his ribs. The growing heat in his body made him clench his teeth against the memories trying to escape the recesses of his mind.

He fought sleep as long as he could before it eventually took him. The subtle hint of betrayal lingered in his chest. Jill hadn’t told him about the danger he was in and he’d nearly paid for it.

Jill waited until she heard him breathing deeply before she got up and walked over to the bed, scooting the chair up beside it.

The bruises Damien sustained had already started healing up and fading. It didn't surprise her. Lucius had been able to heal minor injuries like bruises almost overnight. No doubt the fracture and the break would be healed within a couple of days.

Jill couldn’t help but feel horrible at the circumstances he’d undergone to get introduced to her world. She tried so hard to take things slow with him. “I’m sorry. I never intended for any of this. I know you must be so angry at me,