Mine for Eternity [Council Enforcers] (Siren Publishing Classic)

MINE FOR ETERNITY
    Council Enforcers
     
    KEYONNA DAVIS
    Copyright © 2013
     
     
     
     
     
Chapter 1
     
    “Oh, thank God, a bathroom. Okay, baby. Get your clothes off while I start the shower. We have to hurry before whoever owns this house gets home.”
    What the hell? Mitch Ericson lifted his head from the spot where he had been sunning himself in the last of the evening sun on his bedroom floor. Still groggy from his nap, he watched as a woman entered his bathroom and started his shower. He was in too much shock to do anything else. The woman was either very brave or very stupid to have entered his home without permission. Anyone that knew him knew to stay away from his sanctuary. Mitch enjoyed his privacy, and he fought anyone with tooth and claw that threatened that privacy.
    “Kitty!”
    Mitch stared into the wide, ice-blue eyes of a little boy staring back at him. The boy looked to be about two years old and was dirty from head to toe. If he wasn’t mistaken, the little boy looked like he could use a good meal as well. In fact, the boy could have used a few good meals.
    “What did you say, baby? Do you have your clothes off?”
    Mitch heard the woman yell from the bathroom, but he was too busy focusing on the little boy now crawling toward him on his hands and knees.
    “Kitty.”
    He didn’t know whether to be angry at being called a kitty—he was a five-hundred-pound lion after all—or be awed that this little runt of a boy had no fear of him. All he could smell coming from the boy was curiosity and a strange scent that made him want to purr, but no fear. He made a chuffing noise when the boy got closer. He didn’t want to scare him, but Mitch definitely didn’t want to hear the ear-piercing scream the boy’s mother was sure to make when she walked into the room and got a look at her son petting a lion that could easily swallow him whole.
    “Kitty, kitty. Meow.” The boy continued crawling undeterred.
    Mitch would have laughed if he was in his human form. He was a mighty lion, king of the jungle, not that he actually lived in a jungle. He had been known to make men cry and wet themselves with just his roar. If that didn’t help, his job as a council enforcer had men running in the other direction, but the boy was meowing at him like he was some common house cat.
    “Okay, baby, I’m done. Come get in the—”
    And there goes the screaming. Mitch would have roared, but he didn’t want to make the situation worse. His ears already felt like they were bleeding from the earsplitting screams coming from the woman. The boy, startled from hearing his mother scream, started to cry, adding to the noise.
    “Oh God, oh God, oh God,” the woman chanted as she inched closer to the little boy. “Nico, don’t move. Just stay there and wait for Mommy to come and get you.”
    Now Mitch could smell fear, but it was only coming from the woman. The little boy just seemed confused. He watched as the woman, who was completely naked due to the fact that she had dropped her towel when she had first seen him, slowly crept toward him and the boy she called Nico. He knew what she was seeing. A five-hundred-pound lion lying on the floor of the house that she had broken into was probably the last thing she would have ever expected. Hell, seeing a lion in person and not behind a cage at a zoo was something that most people would never get to see in their lifetimes. This woman was looking directly into the eyes of one while her small child was sitting within touching distance of it. Mitch could have licked the boy without lifting his head if he wanted to.
    “Kitty, Mommy,” the boy said, pointing at him.
    “Yeah, baby. Mommy can see that. Nice kitty. Niiiice kitty.”
    The woman held her hands in front her as she inched toward Mitch. He wanted to protest being called a kitty. He was a mighty beast, not some puny house cat, but he was too mesmerized by the woman’s breasts as they slightly jiggled with each step she took. They were small and tipped with rosy nipples that were hard. He didn’t know if it was from the cool air or from fear, but Mitch didn’t care. Either way, they were spectacular. He watched as a bead of water dripped from her wet hair and rolled down her chest headed directly toward her left nipple. He wanted to trace the trail the water made with his tongue. After that, he wouldn’t mind licking the woman from head to toe. Once he was done with that, he would make both of them eat. Nico