Page 31 of Beyond Your Darkness, I'm Your Light

“Taking what I claimed. I don’t have the willpower to stay away from you any longer.” Step. “I tried, and it nearly destroyed me.” Step. “If you don’t want this, you need only tell me, no.” Step. Chest to breast, nose to nose, eye to eye. Being this close to him, I can see sparkles of gold that hide behind those beautiful, violet eyes of his. I see lust, desire, and the last shred of his willpower hanging on by a thread. That’s how close we are, close enough for me to see it all laid out there… Just for me. And suddenly, my willpower slips down the drain as I reach out and place my hands on his chest.

“I don’t think I could tell you no, even if I tried.” I whisper. His eyes close as his forehead touches mine. No words need to pass between us as time stands still. I don’t close my eyes, because they don’t want to miss a beat… And I’m so glad I didn’t.

The moment he opens his, his iris has taken on a completely different form and is engulfed in violet. There is no white peeking around the edges like before. I don’t know why I find this so astounding because my eyes change color, but they definitely don’t shift. No time to think about that now.

I remove my hands from his chest and bring them up to his face, cupping it and turning him so that he is looking directly at me when I tell him what I can no longer keep to myself.

“You are so beautiful. Just like the first time I saw you, something keeps tugging at me, and I don’t know what it is. When you stopped us, the day of the summoning, I thought that was my undoing. You ignoring me after that was my undoing, but seeing you like this, restraining yourself from taking what is already yours…Thatis my undoing.” I confess right before I hear a primal growl slip past his gorgeous mouth, and he pounces on me like I’m his prey that took him on a wild goose chase.

His mouth lands on mine with a thud as he knocks me into the door. I don’t care about the way he’s manhandling me, because I am far stronger than I look, and I can handle anything he dishes out.

“Is that so, Little Doe?” He asks, pulling his mouth away from mine.

“You have to stop doing that, or teach me how to keep you out.” I grunt.

“I’ll teach you how to keep others out, me being the exception.” He mumbles, reaching out and grabbing the door knob to let us in.

“Oh, I’ll learn how to keep you out if it’s the last thing I do.” I laugh, running inside the room. I’m momentarily speechless as I gaze around and notice how beautiful it is, but it’s short lived as his arms circle around my waist and spin me around.

“Take it back, or I will have to punish you before I give you what you’ve been wanting since the first time I met you.” He says, ripping my blouse.

“Stop it! You owe me two blouses already.” I yell, slapping his hands away from me and trying to cover my chest.

“Don’t hide what is mine from me.” He demands, yanking my wrist away from my bra-clad chest. “I’ve already seen and tasted what you have underneath here so it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He smiles a devilish smile at me. He just turned his sexy all the way up, and I can’t help but obey as I let my hands fall to my sides. “That’s my good Little Doe.” He praises, and I roll my eyes.

Next thing I know, I’m being thrown over his shoulder, turning my world upside down.

“Hey! Put me down you, you… Gargoyle.” I laugh.

“Damn straight I am, and don’t you forget it.” He laughs, smacking me on the ass. Both sets of my cheeks heat up from his action and I feel wetness growing between my legs. “I can smell you, Little Doe, and I can’t wait to see if you taste just as Heavenly as you smell.” I gulp because… Because what? It’s not like the assassin has visited me lately, so there are no marks to show that he was there. Get a grip on yourself.

“You don’t smell anything because there is nothing there to smell.” I squeal as he tosses me onto the bed. Pushing my hair out of my face, I look at the bed and admire how big it is. I could get lost here and never come out again.

“That can be arranged.” He whispers as he begins to shed his clothes. I can’t take my eyes off of him. He’s always wearing those pristine suits that he fills out so well. I know I’m about to get a real treat.

With the shake of his shoulders, he lets his wings spring forward. Never taking his eyes off me, he begins to unbutton his crisp, white shirt. He’s killing me and he doesn’t even know it.

‘If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to walk out of here.’ I think.

‘You can try, but you won’t succeed, Little Doe.’ He winks. “Now sit back and enjoy the show.” He says out loud.

“Asshole.” I whisper.

“I heard that, and don’t think I’m going to let it slide.” He barks.

“Oh, I’m counting on it.” I say, nestling into his big ole bed, waiting for his torture show to end. I decide to speed things up, just a little by ridding him of his shirt. With the flick of my finger, it’s ripped open and off of him in a second flat.

His eyes never falter as a smile of complete satisfaction graces his very kissable lips. I don’t have time to process what the meaning of that is before he flies to the edge of the bed.

“You shouldn’t have done that, Little Doe.” He growls, grabbing my ankles, and pulling me towards him which causes me to squeal with laughter.

“I’m not sorry; you’re taking too long.” I giggle.

“I’m just trying to prepare you for what’s to come.” He wags his eyebrows, while smiling down at me. His hand snakes up in between my breasts as he grabs my bra, pulls, and with one swift tug, he rips it open. “Don’t even say it.” He growls, and I close my mouth, not letting the words escape after that command.

As I open it again to tell him I wasn’t going to say anything, he captures one nipple between his teeth and bites down. Not enough to draw blood, but definitely enough to draw a deep moan from my throat.

“Mmmmm, Aryas.” It comes out breathless, needy, and filled with so much want that if he stops us this time, I’ll never forgive him.

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