Page 42 of Claim the Twilight
Kaster took in the scene with quick darts of his eyes, then spun on his heel and headed for the door. His wings flared like a barrier between us.
“Ezekiel!” I shoved at his head to get him to stop tongue-fucking me.
Ezekiel withdrew from my pussy and sat up with a frown, his mouth glistening with my blood and juices. His gaze flicked to the door, brow furrowing in annoyance.
Kaster stopped rattling the doorknob, clearly realizing that it was locked. His wings snapped tight against his back, and the air vibrated with tension that spawned gooseflesh over my skin and brought heat to my cheeks. My embarrassment was chased by a hot flicker of anger.
What was he doing materializing on us like this?
“I assume you have a key,” Kaster bit out, his back to us.
Ezekiel picked up a napkin and dabbed at his mouth. “I do.”
I swung my leg over Ezekiel’s head and slid off the table, scrambling for my pants, heart pounding hard in my chest as if I’d been caught doing something wrong.
But I hadn’t been doing anything wrong. Ezekiel and I were lovers. Welovedeach other, and Kaster had no right to make me feel awkward about that.
“I’m sorry,” Kaster said tightly. “Celestial travel isn’t an exact science. I hoped to materialize in the library.”
“It’s fine,” Ezekiel said, a hint of amusement in his tone. He pushed his chair back with a scrape and joined Kaster by the door. “Let me get that for you.”
The click and scrape of a key in the lock was loud in the heavy silence.
The door swung open, and Kaster slipped out.
“We’ll meet you in the library,” Ezekiel called after him.
My stomach felt hollow, cheeks hot from both the orgasm Ezekiel had given me and Kaster’s sudden appearance. “Does he know the way to the library?”
Ezekiel bit back a smile. “Unlikely.”
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
He shrugged. “Not nearly as much as I enjoyed you just now.”
I slapped his arm. “You’re incorrigible. Go after him and make sure he doesn’t beam out. I need to ask him about what Loviator said once I’ve cleaned myself up.” I made to brush past him, but Ezekiel snagged me around the waist and pulled me back against his hot chest. “I’d rather come help you clean up.”
His voice vibrated through me, and my pussy fluttered. “Damn it, Ezekiel.”
He laughed and released me. “Go, then, wash me off.” He licked his lips. “I’m keeping you on my skin for a little longer.”
Damn him and his sexy ass. I grabbed his collar and pulled him in for a quick kiss, tasting myself on his lips. When the kiss ended, he cupped my face, staring deep into my eyes. “I’m possessive and needy, and if you allow it, I will consume you. I’m protective of what I consider mine, but I willnevercageyou, Orina. Your heart is yours to give.” There was an aching vulnerability to his tone that melted the tension in my body.
“I know.” I rubbed my nose against his. “And I love you even more for it.”
“Go, get cleaned up.” He released me. “I’ll entertain our winged guest till you join us. Then after that, you will need to feed again.”
I hurried from the room, taking the side door that would lead me to the back staircase and the floor above.
My blood sang in my veins, a sense of promise swelling in my chest that was at odds with our situation. My emotions were truly out of whack.
All I could do was hope they equalized soon.
Another quick showerand I was back downstairs in less than thirty minutes. It would have been faster if I’d blur-moved, but I didn’t quite trust myself to do that on stairs. Yet. Once outside the library, the echo of embarrassment at being caught in a compromising position by Kaster slowed my step.
Even though my mind knew that there was no longer any commitment between me and Kaster, my heart hadn’t quite gotten the memo.
I took a moment to gather myself and peered around the doorframe.
