“Was that youwithcomposure, Storm?” My lips twitched. She turned to me, and her eyes were pure white. Fuck, she was hauntingly beautiful when she showed her wrath. “I’d love to see you lose your composure.”?
Thunder shook the ground beneath us as my words had their intended impact.Come on, Storm. You’ve been holding back, and I want to see you take these walls down.I could see her struggling with something as she watched me. So, I took her hesitation as a chance to admire her more thoroughly. My eyes drifted down the black dress she had on. It was different fromwhat she normally wore. It was casual and stopped above her knees.
I dragged my eyes up, past her chest that was heaving, and focused on those perfect lips. Her mouth parted, and images of her losing herself while using me to find pleasure flashed in my mind. As much as I wanted to close my eyes and savor those thoughts, I knew that now was not the time. I finally glanced up at her eyes.?
I needed to know what she knew about me. She seemed suspicious, and I didn’t know why.
All I could think about, though, was Della’s lips against mine. I couldn’t control myself. My thoughts wandered to everything I wanted to do to her. I fisted my hands at my sides so I wouldn’t reach out and grab her. Fuck, I would beg her if I needed to, just to feel her mouth against mine again. My eyes were changing colors, and I closed them to try and control myself. But all that did was make the longing worse because images of Della and me together were running through my mind like a wildfire.
“What are you waiting for, Storm?”?
She let out a long, worried breath before walking toward my house, leaving the bodies behind without a backward glance. Damn it. Della refused to look at me as she hurried away.?
“Della?”
She ignored me all the way to my home. Once we were back in my yard, she turned to me with a pained expression on her face. Her eyes finally met mine, and I felt like I could breathe for the first time since she looked away from me.
Fuck.
“Why are you so upset?”?I asked.
I could see her mind warring with itself as she opened her mouth and shut it several times. A moment later she blushed brightly. Fuck, she was going to be the death of me. The thoughthad my frost creeping from me, freezing the ground where my feet stepped.
“Is what she said true?” she asked.
“What? Who?”
“Kira.” Her voice was filled with rage. “About going to her to feel good.”
Oh.
This wasn’t just rage. She was fucking jealous. My mate didn’t want me with anyone else.
“You really think I would touch her?”
She frowned, and I realized she did think that I might, which kind of pissed me off. I took a step toward her.
“Wait, don’t answer that. I would go mad if you told me that you actually touched that terrible woman.” She stared at me, and I realized that I liked seeing her like this. Possessive. Jealous. Mine. “Actually, fuck that. Tell me right now everyone that you have been intimate with.”
I laughed, and her eyes turned white. I stopped laughing. She was pissed.
“Storm.”
“Tell me.”
“I just did.”
Confusion made her eyes slowly lose their white color before her face turned bright red.
“Oh.” She cleared her throat. Della took a deep breath and looked anywhere but at me. I could feel her embarrassment through our bond. “I might have lost my composure,” she whispered as her eyes found mine.
“Just a bit.” I smiled. “But to be honest, I kind of liked it.”
She swallowed hard as her eyes traveled over my face. I moved toward her again and pulled her to me. Her body melted against mine as soon as I touched her, and I didn’t think I would ever get enough of that.
Her eyes flashed pure white for a moment before she leaned forward and pressed her full lips against mine. I tilted her head so I could deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with hers. Della moaned into my mouth, and the sound sent a jolt of life through me. It pumped into my veins and made me feel… feral. I kept her against me tightly as I walked her backward until her back hit the side of my home.
Della wrapped her arms around my shoulders before running her hands through my hair, tugging as she went.