Page 49 of Under a Wicked Moon
She opened. The fork barely touched her tongue to deposit its bounty.
Sweet, salty…the heavenly taste of the vanilla.
Her body swayed as nerves lit up. Warmth powered through her. Her breath caught as the drive to be touched tingled everywhere, but not touched by just anyone. Only Ky.
“Chew,” he directed.
She chewed and swallowed. She shivered as pleasure tingled through her breasts. The tingling moving downward, teasing. But not enough.
She said hoarsely, “Now you’re in trouble.”
Chapter Eighteen
He swallowed hard to push down the base instinct to cave to the seduction in her tone. He wished he could give her everything she was begging for. But some human might’ve told her she had to do this. He couldn’t know. She wouldn’t know. That was unfair to both of them.
It hurt that this might not be as real for her as it was for him.
She leaned in to touch her mouth to his chin. Her hand was in his hair, pulling him down to her. He wanted his mouth on her lips again. He wanted her naked on this counter and then in a bedroom all night.
“We’re about to get company,” he whispered. The mishmash of disappointment and relief twisted his stomach. But a few more kisses and he’d cave. Given how much he liked her, no way he’d be able to resist much longer.
She pulled away and wrapped the blanket tighter to herself. “Damn that brother of yours.”
“Smelled the waffles.” There was all kinds of knowing in Flynn’s judgmental gaze. The kind that said Ky and Vivi had been doing a lot more than waffles. “That’s why I’m down here, for clarification.”
“So good of you to explain,” Ky said acerbically. He was here to ensure Ky didn’t do what he’d almost done.
“Thanks for the tea.” Vivi took her cup.
His hands shook with need to resume what they’d started.
As if picking up his thoughts, she said hoarsely, “I guess Ishould try to get some rest.”
“Why don’t I walk you to your room?” He shouldn’t, but he had to. Needed to. Damn it, he just wanted to kiss her. Screw worries over brain programming.
No, that was moon madness talking.But full moon was last night.
Flynn caught his arm as he rounded the counter. “I need to talk to you about something.”
Ky stifled a growl.
“I’ll leave you two to it,” she said.
He watched her disappear out the door. It was the right thing to let her go, even though it hurt like hell.
Flynn scooted the plate from which he’d given Vivi a bite closer to him. He devoured the waffle in seconds. “These are amazing, not that I expected anything less.” Softly he added, “You needed to let her leave.”
To distract himself Ky poured the fruit reduction into a storage container.
“Not going to eat?” Flynn asked.
“Lost my appetite.”
“I expected you to be sleeping, rebuilding your energy. You going to eat this one?” Flynn lifted the waffle Ky had made as a first test off the plate.
He shook his head. “Isleptfor weeks. Thinking I might never sleep again.”
“That thing you have going on with her…” Flynn said with his mouth full. He pointed his fork at the door again. “That’s so far beyond complicated that it’s entered the category of what I’d call aheart killer. You can’t, Ky. You have to see that.”
