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"Perfect?" he finished for her, his voice carrying a dangerous edge that made Stephany's smile falter. "I knew the moment I saw her that she was special. Though I must admit, spilling my coffee on her wasn't my smoothest move."
"You spilled coffee on her?" Stephany's laugh was sharp. "How quaint."
"Best mistake I ever made," Aldaine replied smoothly, pressing a kiss to my temple that sent shivers down my spine. "Though I'm sure you understand making mistakes that turn out to be blessings, don't you?"
Stephany's face flushed, clearly catching his reference to her stealing Roger. "And what exactly do you do for work?" She tried changing tactics.
"Investment banking," Aldaine answered, his thumb now tracing circles on my shoulder. "Though I prefer not to discuss business at social gatherings."
The dessert seemed to last forever as Stephany continued her attempts to draw Aldaine into conversation, each question more personal than the last. But he deflected them all while keeping me tucked against his side, his presence both comforting and increasingly distracting.
When the last plate was finally cleared, I practically jumped to my feet. "Thank you forlunch,” I managed to say, proud that my voice didn't shake. "But we should probably rest after the long drive."
I didn't wait for responses before heading for the stairs, hearing Aldaine's measured steps behind me. The moment we reached our room, I bolted for the bathroom, my hands shaking as I turned on the faucet.
The cool water felt good against my heated skin as I splashed my face, trying to calm my racing heart. I hadn't expected Stephany's obvious interest in Aldaine to affect me so much. It wasn't like this was real, right? This was just a contract, a deal with a demon. So why did my chest ache every time she looked at him like that?
"Here."
I jumped at Aldaine's voice, not having heard him enter. He held out a soft hand towel, his expression unreadable in the bathroom mirror. I took it with trembling fingers, patting my face dry.
"Thank you, I'm sorry, I just needed a moment."
The rest of my words were lost as Aldaine suddenly spun me around, one hand cupping my face while the other settled on my waist. His eyes, now glowing with that otherworldly light, searched mine for a moment before he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.
The kiss was gentle at first, almost questioning, but when I gasped in surprise, it changed. His grip tightened, pulling me flush against him as his mouth claimed mine with a possessiveness that made my knees weak. I found myself clutching his shoulders, responding with an eagerness that should have embarrassed me but somehow felt right.
When he finally pulled back, his eyes were almost completely golden, barely a ring of brown visible. "She can try all she wants," he growled softly, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. "But you're mine, little minx. Even if you don't know it yet."
Chapter Seven
CHAPTER 7: ALDAINE
In the dim light of the bathroom, I pressed Rosie against the cool marble of the countertop, my hands gripping her soft curves as I claimed her mouth with mine. The taste of her was intoxicating, the sweetness was uniquely Rosie, and I found myself craving more. Her lips parted beneath mine, allowing me to deepen the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth as if she already knew she was mine and mine alone.
She gasped softly, her fingers digging into my shoulders, and I took advantage of her surprise to lift her onto the counter. Her eyes widened as I stepped between her thighs, the skirt of her sundress riding up to accommodate me. The sight of her, flushed and breathless, was almost enough to make me lose control.
"Aldaine," her voice was barely audible. I could see the questions in her eyes, the uncertainty warring with desire. I didn't give her time to overthink it. I captured her mouth again, my hands sliding up her thighs, pushing her dresshigher. Her skin was soft and warm, inviting my touch, and I couldn't resist trailing my fingers along the edge of her panties. I wanted to dig my fingers into her skin and make sure others could see my marks on her skin.
She moaned into my mouth, her hips arching slightly, seeking more contact. It was a sound that sent a surge of heat straight to my cock and I had to fight to keep my demonic nature in check. I wanted to take her right there, to claim her in the most primal way possible, but I knew I had to be gentle. She was human, fragile, and she didn't yet understand the depth of the bond between us.
I broke the kiss, only to trail my lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. She let out a soft cry, her head falling back to give me better access. Her hands were in my hair, tugging gently, urging me on. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick gasps, and it was music to my ears.
My hands continued their exploration, sliding up her sides, just teasing the edges of her breasts. She shivered at the touch, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her dress. I couldn't resist. I cupped her breast, my thumb rubbing over the taut peak, and she let out a moan that was pure torture.
"Rosie," I growled, my voice barely recognizable. "You're driving me mad."
She looked at me, her eyes glazed with desire, her lips swollen from my kisses. "Aldaine," her voice a plea. "Please."
I didn't need to be told twice. I captured her mouth again, my hands roaming over her body, touching, teasing, claiming. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer and I could feel the heat of her through the thin fabric of her panties. It was maddening, intoxicating, and I knew I was dangerously close to not being able to stop.
My fingers found the edge of her panties again, and thistime, I didn't hesitate. I slipped my hand inside, my fingers finding her hot and wet and ready. She cried out, her hips bucking against my hand.
"Aldaine," she gasped, her nails digging into my skin. "Please, I can't. I need-!"
I knew what she needed. I could feel it in the way her body responded to mine, in the way her heart raced in time with my own. I slipped a finger inside her, my thumb finding her clit, and she let out a cry that was pure ecstasy.
Her body clenched around me, her hips moving in time with my hand, and I knew she was close. I could feel it in the way her muscles tensed, in the way her breath hitched in her throat. I wanted to see her come undone, to watch her as she gave in to the pleasure I was giving her.
