most lethal Hunter in the Sucubatti, and she was armed with more than sex energy. While he understood why, he eyed the subtle placement of her weapons with disapproval.
Incubatti didn’t use weapons. Period. It was a tasteless display of power that the Sucubatti were known for. She’d have to learn that rule quickly, if she was going to fit in.
She was fighting him already. He released more of his magic, enough that she jerked visibly at the silent summons.
Declan watched her maneuver through the crowd. Her step was sure, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the club, her understated make-up rendering her striking. She had blue eyes, and he found himself trying to define their color. It was between ocean blue and the night sky, just before sunset, an intriguing hue that matched the contradiction she was. Angelic features nonetheless held a wild woman with a disciplinary record that appalled him. Her curls were captured in a clip at the top of her head, except for one that bounced against a gold-tinted cheek.
She stopped on the other side of the table, wariness in her gaze.
“Do I know you?” she asked.
“Is that your best pick-up line?” he returned. “We can start over, if you’d like.”
She pursed her full lips together in reluctant amusement while drawing a knife under the cover of the table. She was assessing him. From what he knew, she was not the kind who hesitated to strike. She sensed their shared destiny without knowing that’s what made her pause.
“You want to hear my favorite?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“Nice shoes. Wanna fuck?”
“I like it,” Declan smiled “and yes, I do.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t fuck your kind,” she replied.
“You will before the night is over.”
Interest and suspicion crossed her features. If she had an inkling she stood before her soul-mate, she didn’t show any sign she recognized him.
“I came with a couple of messages for you,” he started and leaned forward.
“I’ll take the bait,” she said mockingly and mirrored his movement. She drew closer, holding his gaze in a way that made his blood heat.
“First, don’t draw your weapon on me,” he said.
“Fuck you.” She said and drew another; one she held inside her wrist in plain sight and the other in the hand below the table.
“That better be an invitation.”
“It wasn’t.”
He released a small trickle of power. Her face flushed, her pupils dilating in response. She didn’t back down. In fact, she circled the table and stopped beside him, staring directly into his gaze with open challenge.
“You have rules about hurting me. I have none about hurting you,” she whispered. “You sure you want to throw down with me right here?”
“I’ll consider it foreplay.”
Declan wasn’t intimidated by the lethal vixen in front of him; he was totally turned on. He didn’t expect a wild animal like this one would make his blood burn hotter. He entered the club expecting to collar and drag out someone he was determined wouldn’t stir his interest. Instead, he found himself caught up in her blue eyes and the back-and-forth of their sex energy in the air between them. She was tugging at his then releasing it back at him in an attempt to influence him.
“I only need one strike to end your life.”
“If you wanted me dead, you wouldn’t be talking to me.” He smiled. “You have no idea who I am.”
“I’m not afraid of you,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to see if I could kill an Incubus.”
“I’ll give you a chance tonight, before I fuck you.”
“No deal, jackass. You can fuck yourself, though.”
Declan touched her then. He let the fingers of one hand trail down her arm lightly then gripped her wrist while his other hand rested possessively at her neck. His thumb slid across her full lips once, twice.
Zoey didn’t move. She tensed at his touch, but it wasn’t the tension of a warrior about to strike. Confusion crossed her features. The direct contact of their skin eased his discomfort, but he wasn’t as considerate with her. He let his magic tease her from the inside out. The images in his mind were carried across to hers through his touch and magic.
Her eyes went to his mouth as vivid images filled her mind, fed by his sex energy.
Teeth grazing her nipple before he took it into his mouth and teased it into a hard bud. Hot kisses trailed down her stomach. Gently separating the petals of her sex with his fingers so he could give a long, hard stroke of his