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“How could you embarrass me in front of Tomas like that?” Sahara shouted and followed by hitting him in the middle of his back with her hand.

Before Sahara could hit him again, Jax spun around grabbing her wrist with his hand. “Don’t hit me again unless you want to face the consequences,” he warned softly. Sahara was testing his patience without even knowing it.

He saw the desire lurking in Sahara’s dark eyes. He was cocky enough to know it was for him and not Tomas. Without a second thought, he could give her what she wanted, but he wouldn’t be able to without wanting to take a bite out of her.

Lowering his voice, Jax cupped Sahara’s chin in the palm of his hand. “Are you trying to test my patience, sweetheart?”

Sahara tried to move her head, but he only tightened his grip. Jax tilted her head back until she couldn’t look away from him.

“I’m not trying to do anything with you,” Sahara denied. “I just want you to let me breathe a little. I know my Uncle Frank hired you to watch me, but I didn’t need you in here with Tomas.”

“You’re lying,” Jax exclaimed.

“I’m not,” Sahara denied.

“Sahara, I know you want me. I can see the desire in your eyes. It’s hard to deny, so why are you trying to fight it?”

Jax wanted to make Sahara submit to him. Lowering his head, he sucked the tip of her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled at her ear. “Keep fighting me all you want, but I’m going to have you, sweetheart. I don’t care about anything else but getting you upstairs in my bed.”

Shocked, Sahara shook her head. “We aren’t going to do
that
!”

“Oh, we are going to sleep together, beautiful.”

Indecision filled her dark brown eyes. “I hate to break the news to you, but I’m not ever going to share a bed with you...not even in your dreams.”

A predatory smiled pulled at the corners of Jax’s mouth. Oh...he was going to love teaching Sahara who was the boss. She may not want to submit to him, but in the end she would surrender.

Zander was right. Sahara was his true mate. He had never felt this possessive of another woman. He spent almost four hundred years sleeping with endless women for this moment to finally know what true love felt like.

Sahara was his and he would kill anyone who tried to take her away from him. Easing her legs apart, Jax moved his hand down Sahara’s hips to hold her in place when she tried to move away from him.

He eased his hand underneath Sahara’s skirt and palmed her damp underwear breathing in the unique, sweet scent of her body. Her skin was so hot that it burned his and he loved it.

“How long do you think you can fight this attraction between us? One day? Two weeks? A month?”

“Longer,” she swore as his index finger traced her hot core through her panties. “Because I don’t want
─” Sahara’s voice
trailed off as he eased the delicate fabric of her panties aside and slipped two fingers inside her.

“Are you sure you don’t want me?” Jax taunted, softly.

Sahara’s beautiful face betrayed her words as her body succumbed to the magic of his fingers. Purring in the back of her throat, she ground her lower body against his hands like she couldn’t get enough of him.

Spreading her legs wider with his knee, he moved his thumb over her in a slow, tempting circular motion. “Come on, beautiful. Let me hear how much you want me.”

Jax squeezed in a third finger making Sahara whimper softly as her head fell against his chest. He felt how her body sucked at him signaling that her orgasm was fast approaching. Speeding up his movements, he tried to give Sahara what her body was craving as the sweet smell of her wetness was nearly driving him to sink his teeth into her neck.

If Sahara moved her head just an inch off the middle of his chest and looked up at him, she would see his fangs were descended more than ready to sample a taste of her. He held her closer with his free hand as her muffled screams of pleasure filled the room.

For a long time, Jax stood there not moving before he slowly eased Sahara away from him and quickly made his way to the other side of the room. He had to get Sahara away from him before he lost complete control.

Shit!

Jax couldn’t believe he’d allowed things to go so far so fast between them. Sahara had to leave before he took her right here and right now. She wasn’t ready for the truth yet.

Jax prayed that Sahara stayed away from him, but he felt her presence as she made the distance between them smaller.

“Jax....Jax...Are you okay?”

“Get away from me!” his voice rumbled. “I can’t have you near me.”

“Jax,” she whispered again, closer this time.

God...why wasn’t she listening to him
? He was barely controlling himself. If she touched him in the slightest way, it was going to be all over for the both of them.

“Can’t you listen?” he growled. “I told you to get away from me.”

“You son of a bitch!” Sahara screamed. “I can’t believe you did this. I told you I wasn’t interested but you couldn’t listen. You had to prove a point.”

“Sahara, I’m losing control fast and unless you want to be on your back with my cock between those lovely brown thighs of yours, you should get out of the room and the hell away from me.”

“Fine! “She tossed back. “I’ll make sure to
─”

“Leave now!” Jax shouted, trying to hold on to the last piece of his self control.

Jax heard the sound of feet running followed by a door slamming shut as Sahara left the dance studio. He was too close to the edge to deal with her at the moment. He had to stop the need to mark her as his before he saw her again.

Turning away from the wall, Jax’s perfect hearing picked up on the sound of Sahara moving around upstairs in her bedroom as he pulled the rubber band out of his hair. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to think of anything else but how extraordinary it felt to have Sahara come apart in his arms.

She was so right—so
perfect—
as if her body had been truly made for only him.

Shit! He needed a shower. He had to clean up and get away from the delicious scent of Sahara that still lingered on his body and in the air around him. If he didn’t, he would forget that he needed Sahara’s permission to turn her, and take matters into his own hands.

Storming out of the basement, Jax hurried up the stairs to his bedroom pulling his t-shirt over his head as he got closer to his bedroom door. The sooner he got into a cold shower the quicker he could take care of his raging hard-on.

Chapter Seventeen

Pacing the length of the bedroom, Sahara tired not to remember how good Jax had made her feel downstairs less than ten minutes ago. He’d touched her in ways that she would have never allowed another man and she didn’t have to guess why.

Sahara knew that she was going to have to finally admit the truth about Jax. She was attracted to her handsome bodyguard. As much as she wanted to refute it or pretend he bothered the hell out of her none of those things were the truth.

She desired Jax in a way that made her want to strip his clothes off and have hours of hot, sweaty sex with him. There was something about him that drew her when he was in the room with her. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

However, none of that mattered at the moment because his over-protectiveness drove Tomas away today and he couldn’t keep doing stuff like that. Tomas was one of the top dance instructors in the county and her Uncle Frank was lucky enough to get him to take her on as a client at the last minute.

Now, after the way Jax had practically tossed Tomas out on his ass he wasn’t ever going set foot in this house again. How in the hell was that going to help her with her career?

It was already bad enough Jax’s brother Zander was installing the last of the cameras tomorrow which meant a huge chuck of her privacy was going to be gone. She was beginning to miss the days when she was struggling to get her name out there and have her songs played on the radio.

Along with getting used to the cameras being around the house, she had to make Jax understand he couldn’t chase away every person who came in contact with her. Dancing was a huge part of her being Coco and sometimes the male dancers had to touch her body. It added to the sexiness of some her songs.

Jax was only hired to protect her from her stalker and nothing else. The sooner she got it through his thick skill the quicker she could beg Tomas back here with some of her male backup dancers. Her TV appearance for
Vanished
was coming up soon and she wasn’t anywhere ready to perform it live.

Sahara thought about waiting until tomorrow and confronting Jax then but after a few minutes she decided against it. She wouldn’t be able go get any sleep at all tonight. Because all she would be thinking about was Jax and how sizzling hot he was, but his attitude would end up ruining her career if he didn’t get himself under control.

Forget being nice to him. She was going to confront Jax tonight and then have a talk with her Uncle Frank as soon as he got back home from his business trip.

I’m going to do this. I can’t talk myself out of it,
Sahara thought as she stopped pacing.

Jax worked for her and he would do as she told him or his gorgeous butt was out of a job which meant he could find another person to guard.

Squaring her shoulders, Sahara stormed towards her bedroom door and flung it open. Jax was done ruling her life with a heavy hand especially when it might start messing with her ultimate dream...her career.

Without bothering to knock on Jax’s bedroom door, Sahara went on inside to look for him. If he wasn’t in here then she would go downstairs to find him and get certain things out in the open between the two of them.

The sound of the shower caught Sahara’s attention. She didn’t care if he was in the shower or not. This couldn’t wait any longer. Right at the moment, she wasn’t thinking about how she shouldn’t invade Jax’s privacy. The only thoughts in her mind was telling Jax to back off or else.

Flinging open the bathroom door, Sahara opened her mouth to tell Jax to get out of the shower, but the words lodged in her throat as her eyes landed on Jax through the standing glass shower door. His hard tan muscular body glistened as the steamy water poured down over his wet skin. She bit down a moan as she silently stared at Jax as his hands pushed his wet hair back off his face.

Beads of water danced over the light dusting of blond hair that covered his chest, down his rock hard abs making her eyes widen at the long, thick erection between his hard thick thighs.

Her body tingled as she took a small step closer to the shower door because she couldn’t seem to find the energy or strength to turn and leave the room. Shit! She wanted to tear her eyes away from Jax’s beautiful body but she couldn’t.

Jax was so enthralled by his shower that he didn’t know she was even there staring at him which was perfectly fine with her. He couldn’t know because he wouldn’t have wrapped his hand around his cock then brushed his thumb over the large mushroom head.

Chapter Eighteen

Biting her bottom lip, Sahara watched in awe as Jax pleasured himself making a pool of moisture rush into her already soaked panties. Her eyes darted back up to Jax’s handsome face watching his jaw visibly tense as he got lost in what he was doing.

Tossing his head back, Jax opened his mouth and Sahara’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes laid on a perfect set of vicious looking white fangs. Fangs!

What in the hell! Sahara’s mind struggled to understand what her eyes were seeing. Jax had fangs .

“Oh my God,” Sahara shrieked as her fear set in. “Why are there fangs in your mouth?”

As her terrified screams echoed in the bathroom, Jax’s head suddenly spun in her direction. Her eyes locked with his shocked ones before she turned and made a mad dash out of the bathroom.

Her heart pounded in her chest like a trapped bird as Sahara raced for Jax’s bedroom door; she had to get out of here before Jax caught up with her. He was crazy! She couldn’t stay in here with him. She had to get completely out of the house and some place safe before he could catch her.

Sahara’s hand was about to reach for the door handle. It was right within her grasp before her body was spun around and pressed against the wall by Jax’s wet one.

Shit! He had her!

What in the fuck was he going to do with her! She had to get away from him! He was out of his mind.

“Let go of me,” she screamed struggling against Jax.

She had to get away from him. He was supposed to be protecting her from her stalker, but he could be the one stalking her for all she knew. She hadn’t gotten any new threats since Jax had moved into the house. Her uncle Frank could have been wrong about Jax wanting to protect her. He could be the one trying to harm her.

He had damn fangs like he thought he was a vampire. What in the hell was wrong with him? A person with all of their marbles wouldn’t have fake teeth in their mouth.

“Sahara! Fuck! Stop screaming!” Jax snapped, his voice deeper than usual as his bare chest brushed over the t-shirt she was wearing.

“Have you lost your mind?” she snapped. “You have damn fangs! Let go of me!” Sahara tried to shove Jax away from her. All she had to do was get to a phone and call the police. They would help her. She only had to find a way to get Jax off of her.

“Sahara, you aren’t going to call the police,” he said in a low voice. “Sweetheart, just calm down. I promise you that I’m not going to hurt you. I could never do that. You need to believe me.”

Her stomach clenched tight from fear as a panic like she’d never known before welled in her throat. How in the hell did Jax know what she was thinking?

Oh God!

Maybe she was losing her mind. She’d landed a crazy stalker out of nowhere and now she was going to lose her mind as the icing on the top of an already horrible cake. She blinked back tears of despair as they pooled in her eyes.

“Please don’t cry. It’s going to be all right. I need to tell you something,” Jax said, running the back of his hand down the side of her cheek. “After you hear this, everything will make a little more sense to you or at least I hope things will become a little clearer.”