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Waking the Beast(24)



“I remember.”

“Good. Don’t say anything else. We’ll meet there. Don’t worry about anything you might see or hear. Just go to the cabin. You’ll be safe there.”

“Professor?”

“I have to go, Abby. We’ll talk later. Be safe.”

The phone clicked in her ear.

“Abby?” Tah drew her attention to him. “Is everything okay?”

“We need to head to Colorado,” she said. “There’s a cabin there. Professor Mueller wants us to meet him and Jess there. She’ll be bringing her husband with her. The Professor said they’d be able to help us. It was interesting.”

“Interesting?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t really say much. Just to go there and we’d be safe.”

“Was someone watching him?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “He’s always been a bit paranoid, or at least I thought so. But he swore the whole time we were in Africa he could feel evil eyes watching us, and now I know Harlan was there following me. So maybe he’s not so paranoid.”

“Did he say anything else?”

“He told me not to worry about anything I might see or hear.”

“What does that mean?”

“Your guess is as good as mine, Tah.”

He let out a low grumble. “Why don’t you take a bath and soak some of the soreness out while I get our supplies together. I’ll leave some clothes out for you while I go grab breakfast.” He ran his eyes over her body reminding her she was still naked while he’d at least pulled some jeans on, though they were pretty snug around the bulge at his crotch.#p#分页标题#e#

“There’s no way you’re horny again,” she sputtered up at him. “We had sex twice, and I gave you a blow job just a bit ago.”

“Reminding me of that isn’t going to help it go down,” he grunted, reaching down to adjust himself.

“Is this normal for you or…?”

He laughed. “I’m not sure what’s normal any more. But I’m telling you if you keep walking around twitching that fine ass and shaking those gorgeous boobs, I’m not going to be responsible for my actions.”

She sighed, caught between wanting him and knowing her body wasn’t ready for him again yet.

“Abby, I can smell you want me.” She blushed at that reminder. “But I can also sense you’re uneasy. Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head. “I’m just a little sore.”

“Soak. Relax. I’ll pack up and grab some food. We’ve got a long trek today on the bike.” He looked like he was debating whether to tell her something or not, and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“No secrets, Tah. If you want whatever this is to last, then you can’t keep anything from me.”

He jerked her to him, one hand going under her chin and lifting it. “Whatever this is? Are you that scared, Abby? I know what I feel. I know I go crazy when you’re not here, when I can’t see you or touch you. My whole world at the moment seems to be revolving around you and the primal feelings I have for you. Any secrets I have are merely to protect you. Everything I am is all for you. That’s the only thing I am sure of right now.”

“Tah—”

Anything else she might have said was lost in his kiss. Her chest flattened against his as he lifted her to him. She automatically brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, her hands gripping his shoulders and holding on.

He’d been a part of her life when he was only a thought, a dream. Then he’d grown tangible when she’d discovered a name and found him. At that point, he’d become a man to fuel her dreams and fantasies. She’d listened to him laugh, watched him smile and joke with friends, and seen him snarl in anger when someone got out of hand in the bar. But one thing had stayed the same the entire time. She’d always been in love with Tah.

She clung to him, wanting to sink into his warmth and just be…be a part of him forever. As he had morphed from dream to reality, her love had morphed from something pure and ethereal to the carnal need of a woman for her man. And he was. Hers.

His lips moved down her neck, and she swore sparks flew through her when he licked over the bite he’d left.

“Mine.” The words rumbled from his lips, and she felt the vibration in his chest. God, the things hearing that did to her.

“Yours,” she moaned.

Her agreement seemed to satisfy him. He clasped her midriff and braced her weight while she unwrapped her legs from his waist, holding her while her feet slid down until they reached the floor once more. She leaned against him for a long moment, his hands gliding over her skin, soothing and caressing.