Page 33 of Wings of The Wraith
He pulled back, but stayed close. Inches away from my face.
“No,” he said leaning even closer and brushing his lips over mine.
“No, to what?” I couldn’t remember why he would say that.
“I didn’t sacrifice sex, or anything else you thought of. Maybe you’re growing on me Syph, so please stop panicking when you kiss me. Told you, where I come from, we don’t beat about the bush.”
I couldn’t help the little smile that escaped and I moved to him, too, when he reclaimed my lips.
He slipped his hand behind my head and brought me closer, crushing my breasts to the hard, solid walls of his chest.
The peaks and valleys of his amazing torso captivated me, and I found myself hopelessly wanting to explore him. I moaned into the kiss as it turned hungrier and more urgent, desperate.
Then just as I was about to lose myself in him, something hard shook us.
It shook us and pulled us apart. The force was so strong it pushed me back into the rails and I nearly fell over them.
I screamed, but he caught me. Worry filled his handsome face and he looked up at the darkness of the sky. Sparks of light danced across it. With a wave of his hand the beautiful night sky disappeared revealing the true nature of where we were. It was just the bridge which led across to what I thought looked like the engineering room.
“We’re under attack.” He frowned.
“Attack, oh God. Dante.” I winced remembering Balmora last night. I couldn’t live through that again. It was so horrible.
He cupped my face as I started to tremble from the fear.
“I will not let anything happen to you. Do you believe that?” He held my gaze.
I was so terrified I couldn’t gather my thoughts. This was all so sudden, too quick.
I knew it. I was right to be anxious and here was the bad thing I feared happening.
What would it be this time? What would Balmora do to me if she got me?
“Alyssa.” He said my name and the sound did something to me. “Do you believe me?”
When I thought of last night and all he did to protect me I knew the answer straight away.
“I believe you.”
Without any further comment he took my hand and there was the sucking feeling again. As if my skin was being sucked off my body.
Then we were on the bridge with Zeek and Neo.
Teleportation. That was what we did. I’d seen him do it, he did it with me last night and we just did it again. The only difference between last night and just now was I knew what happened.
Zeek looked back at us and frowned.
“Boss you need to get out of here.”
“How, will we do that?” I asked.
“However you can.” Neo chimed in.
When I first met him, I thought he had the most beautiful white blond hair. While Zeek looked muscular and rougher around the edges, he, like Dante, had those chiseled, beautiful features.
That white hair was now shoulder length and his face was that of a skeleton.
I jumped back, right into Dante’s arms when I saw him.
