Page 113 of House of Malice
Alecto gasped. “No. No. Oh, fuck that shit. No.”
Blaze smiled, but it was a sad smile.
“We can’t be together while he’s alive,” she said.
Her eyes burned and she blinked, trying to push the tears away. She was just so fucking tired.
“Don’t give up on us,” Blaze said. “Please, don’t give up on us. We will be together.”
“How?” Alecto threw her arms in the air. “In secret? Hiding from the rest of the world until your father dies in like five centuries?”
“No,” Blaze said. He took her face into his hands and grimaced from pain. “No. I promised you that I have a plan. And I am still working on that.”
“What is the plan, Blaze?” Alecto asked. “I need to know. I don’t care if it is dangerous. We’re already fucked.”
“My father has that chest that belongs to the Imp Queen. The one he bought at the auction Alatar organized. She wants me to get the chest back to her,” Blaze said quickly. “I will do it. I already have a plan, and I will do it. Once I do, I will ask for the Imp Queen’s help in getting my father off my back.”
“And how will you do that?” Alecto frowned, not convinced by his plan.
“He has a blackmail stash on everyone,” he said. “That is how he controls people. He knows their weaknesses, and he can exploit them. I will use that against him. I will give him a taste of his own medicine.”
Alecto wanted to believe Blaze. She wanted nothing more than to believe that he could pull free from Galliermo.
“Alecto, please,” he said, leaning his forehead against hers. “Please. I need you to believe me. I love you.”
Alecto blinked. “I love you too,” she whispered. Blaze kissed her on the lips. “I love you too.”
Their mouths moved from one kiss onto another, their breathing growing ragged. Blaze grabbed her hips, pulling her on his lap.
“Blaze, careful,” Alecto said, pulling away from the kiss. He ground his teeth from pain. “You might have a broken rib. Now is not—”
“I don’t care,” Blaze said, running his hands through her hair. “I don’t care about the rib, or about the pain, or about anything else right now. I want to feel you.”
Alecto wasn’t strong enough to say no. So, when he kissed her again, her whole body responded to it with full force. She buried her hands in his hair and moved her hips. But she was careful about not pressing too tightly against his chest, to avoid causing more pain.
Her whole body was eager, burning with the desire to feel him. She ran her hands down his shoulders and arms. Then she slowly explored his naked back, the muscles taut underneath her fingertips.
“Lie down,” Alecto whispered over his mouth.
Blaze obeyed, lowering himself on his back. He propped himself on his elbows, and Alecto got off the bed.
She turned to face Blaze and slowly started stripping her clothes off. Blaze’s gaze was fixated on her every movement, like he was mesmerized by the view.
Alecto slowly unbuttoned the dress she wore, revealing the matching lace panties and the bra. Blaze exhaled a breath, and Alecto unhooked her bra, letting it drop to the floor. Then she pulled her panties down, holding Blaze’s gaze, and stepped out of them.
Naked, she returned to him and unbuttoned his black suit pants. Blaze lifted his hips to allow her to pull them off him. Then Alecto did the same with his boxers, freeing his hard cock.
“Oh, baby,” Blaze moaned when Alecto sucked on the very tip. It was salty.
Alecto crawled up until they were face-to-face again. She leaned down and kissed him, keeping her body away from his.
The tip of his cock was pressing against her core, but she didn’t yet lower herself onto him.
“Say it again,” Alecto whispered, looking into his eyes.
They were dark and deep. And Alecto wanted to drown within them.
“I love you,” Blaze said.
