He carried her into the room, his body protectively curled around hers. Even if someone saw them he doubted they would be able to recall what the woman he carried looked like. They might remember a man dressed in black, though, and even that little bit of information could lead to suspicion. He calculated they could hide here for about eight to ten hours before their position would be located. Just enough time to get cleaned up and even rest a little. At least, for her. He would have to stay awake and stand guard.

When he laid Jessie out on the bed she stirred and stretched, causing her t-shirt to ride up her belly and reveal the taut, smooth planes of her torso-from the sexy indentation of her small waist to the enticing dip of her belly button. He remembered how sensitive she was there. When he swirled his tongue around and into that spot she went wild. He’d never thought of that as an especially erogenous zone, but on her it was. Unable to resist, Noah reached down and brushed his fingertips around her belly, skimming across her most sensitive areas.

A soft sigh escaped her lips and she shifted around on the bed but stayed asleep. The ache to remove her clothes and taste every sweet inch of her overwhelmed him. With a reluctant groan he forced himself away from the bed and into the adjoining bathroom before he did something they would both regret. After he turned on the hot water, he stood in front of the mirror and stripped off his clothes. He glanced briefly at the scars scattered across his chest and arms. He didn’t even notice them much these days, they were part and parcel with his job.

His job.

He nearly choked on that thought. Who in their right mind considered demon hunting a regular job? Or even an irregular job? He rubbed his hands back and forth over his face. For him it was a compulsion he couldn’t control. He’d seen too much, used magick he wasn’t supposed to, and wondered almost every day if it would be his last. It was that thought that made him a force to be reckoned with. He chuckled to himself as he turned the water in the shower to a nice hot temperature. His last few demon encounters had apparently left him with a bit of a reputation. Normally having the assholes running scared would be a really good thing, but the target wasn’t just on his back anymore, not if they found him with her.

He stepped under the hot spray and looked directly into the stream, letting the hot water rinse away the grime and sweat from his face. When Jessica had left, he never expected to see her again, especially not on a rescue mission. Thinking about Jessie had him hard as a rock, a situation he was going to have to resolve on his own. He palmed his thick cock, running his fingers along the veined underside to the engorged tip, thinking about her underneath him with her hands bound above her head. He thought of the pink glow of her ass after he’d spanked her. When a moan escaped his lips, Noah clamped down on his jaw, making sure he kept himself under control.