Page 74 of Lunar Diamonds
The handcuffs heated and snapped, clattering to the floor.
At last!
I felt the wound on my forehead heal, the plaster fluttering past my face.
Yes, yes, yes. Look at him. Just look at him. I want to fuck my thanks into him.
“Be with me, Drake Parish,” he said, his voice filled with a strange melodic resonance. “The shadow is gone.”
He brought the sphere up to his mouth and blew a kiss. It broke apart like a dandelion seedhead, hundreds of moonlight particles wafting toward me. They landed as tiny kisses, each one a warm pulse, a gentle spark.
The pain abated, a soothing caress stroking it away. My body recognized the change with a whisper of his name. Gone was the itching and the looming shadow of Rhianna, replaced with the glow of The Moon.
My skin tingled, my dick twinging as his sugar scent hit me. I basked in his light, reveled in his presence.
The spirals around me collapsed with the wind. I gasped for air, lowering to the ground. Once my feet touched the floor, my knees buckled. An incredible afterglow turned me to jelly, and I fell forward onto my hands, lowering until my cheek touched the floorboards.
“Incredible,” I rasped, twitching.
I’m free.
I’m really free…
…and harder than I’ve ever been in my life.
Chapter 20
RILEY
Two questions rolled through my head as I lay on my back, hit by pins and needles.
Firstly, why did I have a raging boner?
Secondly, why the hell was I jealous over Rhianna? I mean, really? Really?! Ugh. But there it sat, the green monster tap-dancing on my soul.
I knew the answer to question one—existing desires amplified. Yeah, okay. I couldn’t exactly deny my attraction to Drake, as much as I’d like to be rid of it.
As for the second, I had no idea. Why did I care about his past with her? It wasn’t like it was real. The evil witch had forced him into it. Anyway, it wasn’t my business.
Only, Drake now sat at the top of the My Business pile. Big time. For ten years. His minty aroma sent a scintillating fire licking across my skin adding to the firmness between my legs.
Damn. Damn. Damn. The sooner I got under a cold shower, the better. It’d sort my head out, kill off this desire. I mean, I did fancy the pants off Drake. Fine. But things were different now.I’d seen the real him, the sneakiness, the bargaining. I couldn’t gel with a guy like that.
Right?
I groaned, not really hearing Isaac and Erin checking on me. Gagging to leave this attic. The pins and needles passed, allowing my limbs to work again. I sat up and crossed my legs, caught a breath, crushing my boner until it began to deflate by thinking about unsexy things. Like danger and the diamonds and pea soup.
“Thank you, Riley.”
I didn’t turn to meet Drake’s gratitude. His dark gaze wouldn’t help right now.
“Welcome.” I pushed my shoulder blades back, muscles popping.
I heard him get to his feet. “Are you feeling alright?”
That damn voice tossed fuel onto the fire of my loins. “In a minute.”
Go down. Go down. Go down.
