Page 34 of Black Wing and Shadows
“Yeah, it always is with him.”
“Look at me,” his voice dropped low and sounded so stern.
I looked at him, my eyes meeting his, and electricity coursed through me, as it had done so many times before.
“Good girl.” He growled at me. My heart skipped a beat or five. Fuck. I wanted to kiss him so bad right in that moment and I couldn’t.
“Do you feel a shock through your body when we look at each other?”
“Yeah, I am guessing you do as well,” he smirked.
“Will that ever fade or stop?”
“I don’t know, but I do know I am holding every restraint from kissing you and caressing that beautiful tongue of yours.”
I immediately felt my cheeks flush with heat, wetness seep between my legs, and my thighs tingling.
“That’s the response I like to see,” he said, giving me that beautiful, devious smile.
“Let’s dance!” Lili shouted as the song jumped into an upbeat rhythm. She seized my hand and Zane’s, yanking us toward Alex before spinning free and breaking into motion. Her body flowed with the beat, loose and wild, every step daring the rest of us to follow. I lingered at the edge, shy, my feet heavy while hers seemed made for music.
“I’m actually going to head in, I need to do some paperwork,” Zane said. Gave us a nod and walked towards the courtyard.
Lili held my hands, and we continued dancing. For a brief moment, I forgot about the dire situation I was in. Alex left at some point. I didn’t notice when or where he went. We danced to several songs, and then I realized I needed to find Zane. I was certain he had questions. I knew I did.
“I am exhausted, so I'm going to head in," I said.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s been a long day. If you need me, I’m on the second floor, eighth room.”
“Thanks.”
CHAPTER 13
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I knocked twice, softly against the door. It flew open, and before I could speak, he grabbed my arms and pulled me inside. My back hit the wood, his hand locked at the base of my head, and his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss burned—hungry, demanding, stealing every thought I had. Leather clung low to his hips, nothing else. Gods. My breath hitched. His chest was tan and perfect, golden hair tousled. Black ink curled tribal across his shoulders, flowing down his back and tracing his arm to the elbow. He looked untouchable. Too much.
His hands slid up under my dress and gripped my ass. Heat roared through me as he lifted me, my legs wrapping tight around him before I could think. My dress rode high, pooling at my waist, leaving me bare. It was too quick. Too much, too fast. My heart rattled, torn between wanting to sink into him and the voice screaming that I should slow down. Gods help me, I didn’t know which part of me was louder.
My underwear was getting soaked. No doubt he felt that on his stomach. He let go of one of his hands and moved it up my back, to the back of my head, before he grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled my head back and started kissing down my neck. I ground myself against him as I leaned my head back. I let out a soft moan. Fuck. I wanted more. I wanted him. I needed him.
I let go of my legs, bringing me back down to the floor. I stood on my toes, nipped his lip before drawing it into my mouth, sucking on it. He let out this growl moan combo, and my gods, it almost undid me. I reached my arm down between us, feeling in between his legs, pressing my hand onto his thick hard cock. He clearly wanted me just as bad. I rubbed myhand up and down against him, doing circular motions through his pants. He let out a deep moan.
“If you keep doing that, I will take you to my bed and fuck you,” he growled.
“Maybe I want you to fuck me, like there is no tomorrow,” I moaned.
He reached behind me, unzipping my dress. He moved his hands to my shoulders and pulled the straps down my arms, letting my dress fall to the side and drop to the floor. My breasts immediately tingled when the cold air hit my nipples. I reached down and unsnapped his pants, but before I could start pulling them down, he grabbed me up into his arms and took me to the side of his bed.
He gently laid me onto the edge of the bed, following me down, kissing my neck. He moved down my neck and down to my breast before taking my nipple in his mouth. He sucked my nipple before gently pulling it away from my body. I was softly moaning, breathing hard, and fucking soaking my underwear. He stood back up, not dropping his gaze from me.
“Mmmhmm, what a good girl getting all wet for me,” he said in that deep voice that I think I would do whatever he wanted. I moaned in response. He reached down between us, placed his thumb over my clit, and pressed in and moved in a distinctly slow circular motion. If he took off my underwear, I was pretty sure I would come undone. It had been way too long, and gods, I might explode, and he wasn’t even in me. I wanted to fuck him so bad.
I leaned up on my forearms and reached for his pants to finish removing them. I unzipped them, afterwards moving my hands to his sides to push his pants down. They started to move down his hips, but he grabbed my hands and gently pushed my back down on the bed. He reached down to the sides of my underwear and pulled them, stepping back, taking them down my legs.
“Are you sure you want this?” I asked him.
“I have never been so sure about something as I am right now, but if you have doubts, we can stop.”
