Selena half-closed her eyes. She’d been so afraid of losing her job, but now that it had happened, it was a huge relief. Finding a new job would be annoying, but she could always go back to her old production company. Her recent experiences had fueled her respect for animal documentary filmmakers and their typically lower drama.
“You can tell?” Maximus asked, his voice quiet. “You couldn’t tell I was lying to you the other day.”
“Yes, I could.” Selena took a deep, cleansing breath and slowly let it out. “Or at least I kind of could. I sensed you were something more than you claimed. So it turns out you’re a hot hybrid instead of a hot mobster. Close enough.”
Maximus chuckled. “Hybrids are close to criminals to you?”
“No, nothing like that. I knew you were more unpredictable and exciting than you let on.” Selena sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “And you owe me nothing. I promise not to do anything but watch crappy reality TV until tomorrow and order room service. I won’t leak anything. To be honest, I know it’s still the afternoon, but we just got done hiking miles and miles. I could go for a nap that might last until your raid starts.”
“I can’t leave you. They might come for you.” Maximus looked concerned.
“That’s not your problem. You barely know me. I’m just some junior production assistant who was dumb enough to waste a lot of time and energy only to get fired anyway.”
Maximus left his seat and sat on the edge of the bed beside her. “Nothing wrong with going above and beyond.”
Selena turned toward him and rested her head on his shoulder. “I wish I could have met someone like you when you weren’t in the middle of having to go after an evil mad scientist.”
Maximus let out a quiet laugh. He didn’t respond for a long moment and was quiet when he did. “It wouldn’t work out, you know.”
“Because of the Vestal thing?”
“Yes.”
“And you’re going to wait forever for a woman you might not ever even find?”
Maximus looked down. “I don’t know. When I said I was different, it’s not just me, it’s a group of us, and I’m hoping it can be fixed. That’s another reason we’re hoping to find Quinen.”
Selena ran her hand along the inside of his thigh. “But you don’t have anyone right now. Can’t we just share some time together? I’ve had a really crappy day, and to be honest, I was stunned the first time I saw you. I don’t think you understand how hot you are.”
Maximus turned toward her, his pupils dilated, his breathing shallow. “I can’t.”
Selena moved her hand away from the thigh and rubbed at the bulge straining his pants. “Can’t or won’t? If you tell me you’re not attracted to me at all, I’ll roll over, go to sleep, and you can run off to your guys and get ready to kick Quinen’s ass, but you have to tell me it to my face.”
“My Vestal is waiting for me,” Maximus said, doubt in his voice.
“You think she is, but you don’t know that for sure.” Selena bit her lip and continued rubbing Maximus. Because of the already impressive tenting going on, a bolt of excitement zipped through Selena, mixed with trepidation. Unless he had stuffed a sock in there, this was going to be one hell of an experience. Some rumors turned out to be true.
“I might not be a Vestal, but I’m a pretty damned fine woman.” Selena wrapped her arms around his neck. “The other night, when I stopped us, I only did it because I thought you might be some hit man. You seemed like you were into me the other night.”
Maximus could easily throw her arms off, but he didn’t. He sat there, his gorgeous amber eyes staring into her own, a faint hint of light coming off them. She didn’t think they could get more beautiful.
“I…” he began. A low vibration thrummed in his chest. “Damn it. I’m not saying I don’t want you. From the minute I saw you, I did.”
His hot breaths spread across her face. She shivered with anticipation, her heart pounding, and her center growing slick as she continued to massage the clothed cock waiting for release.
“You can’t betray a woman you haven’t met,” Selena said. “I’m not asking for anything more than a little afternoon delight. I’m not going to say it’s not selfish, but what do you expect me to say when I’ve met a man like you?”
“I’m not that special by hybrid standards.”
“Are you kidding?” Selena ran her hand over the outline of his cock and licked her lips. “I might not know every hybrid, but I met those other guys, and only one of them was a jerk, but none of them turn me on the way you do.”
She reached toward his belt buckle slowly, waiting for him to stop her. When he didn’t, she unbuckled his pants and pulled the top of the belt down. The effort allowed a true tent to form from his excited cock. She unbuttoned his pants and stuck her hand into his underwear to run her fingers across the huge throbbing member inside.
Selena’s breathing turned ragged. Her panties were already soaked.
“Damn, you’re big.” Selena leaned forward and licked his earlobe. “Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll stop right now. Tell me this doesn’t make you feel good. We both deserve to feel good, Maximus. We both deserve some small amount of happiness.”
His eyes glowed, and he growled. Her nipples hardened at the primal sound, and her insides quivered. She continued slowly stroking his cock, eager to free it and show him a good time before he sent her to the true paradise of O Island.
“You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met,” Selena whispered. “And if you’re worried, I’m on the pill.”
She tugged his pants and underwear down freeing the wonderful cock she’d been toying
