Seducing the Succubus by Cassie Ryan

that made him feel awkward and embarrassed? He wasn’t a naïve virgin by a long shot, but her invasive and blatant attitude toward his male parts threw him off balance.
    “For someone who isn’t offended, you sure do look pissed off.” She wiped off a pair of bloody tweezers that Noah realized she’d been using to pick out bits of glass from his skin.
    He loosened his grip on the sheet, but left his hand in place to weigh the material down as he scrubbed his other hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I barely know you and I wake up to find myself naked and wounded in a strange motel with you talking about my body parts as if I were a prize stallion you were evaluating for breeding.”
    She nodded once as if his hurried words explained everything. “I apologize again. I’m not used to spending time with people I’m not trying to have sex with.”
    Noah’s pride prickled and he stiffened again.
    What was wrong with him that she didn’t want to have sex with him? Hadn’t she just said he had a nice cock?
    He pinched the bridge of his nose as he sternly reminded himself she was a succubus, and he had no interest in having sex with her. Which meant her opinion of him in that regard shouldn’t matter anyway.
    Liar! his subconscious accused as vivid memories of how Jezebeth had felt in his arms when he’d kissed her surfaced as if they’d happened only seconds ago.
    For some reason, his ego still stung even after that rationalization, so he remained silent, unsure of what to say next.
    Jez smiled, but her expression remained guarded. “I guess my small-talk skills need a bit of work too.” She kept her gaze down as if studying his injured hip. “Can you turn onto your side so I can get these last few large pieces of glass out? I can cover your ass if that makes you feel better.”
    He scowled at her and held the sheet tight to his belly to cover his raging erection as he rolled to his side, exposing his bare ass for her view. “No need,” he bit out, as pain lanced down his side, twined with irritation with himself when curiosity burned through him to know what she thought of his ass. Given that he’d just scolded her for such blatant observations, he doubted he’d find out unless he asked. But he’d be damned if he allowed that question to pass his lips, so he tried to relax and stare at the stained flower wallpaper and the open door to the tiny bathroom.
    When Jezebeth’s cool touch landed on his ass, near the painful area on his hip, he jerked as arousal shot through him like a geyser. “Sorry,” he mumbled.
    “I’ll try not to hurt you, but we need to make sure all this glass is out. Especially since it’s my fault you got peppered with it.”
    Noah breathed a silent sigh of relief that she thought she’d hurt him, rather than driving him crazy with lust. He smiled as he remembered Jezebeth in her ridiculous club-hopping form with her huge breasts spilling out of the tight bustier as she chucked bottle bombs over the bar. “That was pretty quick thinking, by the way, with the bottle bombs. I haven’t had much of a chance to tell you, but I was impressed.”
    Her hands stilled on his skin for a quick second as if he’d surprised her, before she began to move again. “Thanks.”
    An awkward silence fell between them punctuated by sharp slices of pain as she removed more glass from his hip, and even sharper curses from Noah that had less to do with the pain and more to do with her innocuous, cool touch. Not to mention the fact that he was mostly naked and his cock so hard it could drive nails.
    Which reminded him that he still didn’t know how they’d gotten here. “How long have we been here?”
    The bed moved and he glanced back to see the last movements of Jezebeth’s shrug. “A few hours.”
    He pushed up on his elbow and laid his head in his palm, turning his head so he could watch Jezebeth work. She leaned over him, her face so close to his hip, he could feel her warm breath feathering