Page 16 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

His eyes practically beg me to understand, but I have no idea what it is that he wants me to understand. In the end, I decide honesty is the best policy because he is getting more nervous by the second.

“I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you are apologizing for,” I say honestly. “You saved my life.”

“Yeah, but you can now feel my magic,” he winces again.

“Yeah, I can and it's all warm and comforting. It feels a bit like I imagine home would, a true home, not a make do one,” I explain and then widen my eyes, “sorry, that was really weird wasn’t it.”

Raiden’s smile is broad, his eyes lighting up with stars, “Not weird at all.”

“Thank fuck,” I yawn. “What’s the plan for tomorrow?”

“A rest day,” Evander says before anyone else can say anything, and I don’t miss the looks that they give him. He carries on before I can question him, “Did you manage to get anything ordered for yourself?”

“Food?” I ask curiously, and my eyes widen, “Oh my fuck, do you guys have a dessert place around here that delivers?”

The guys burst out laughing, although I am not sure why. This is a pretty serious situation.

“We do,” Griff confirms, his usual stoic expression on his face but a twinkle in his eye.

“Can we order?” I ask excitedly, my butt wriggling where I’m sitting.

“Fucking hell, she’s adorable.” Doc chuckles, he pulls out his phone, presses a couple of buttons, and then hands it to me, “Here, Love, get what you want.”

“Yes! You are my favorite today,” I grin.

“Again!” River exclaims. “How do you keep getting her favorite?”

“I’m just that good,” Doc replies.

I’m too absorbed in picking out desserts, and yes, I am picking out multiple because I have never been good at limiting myself to one thing, so I answer.

“I bet you are,” I reply, the implication clear in my voice. It’s not one of the worst things that I have said. It would have been okay if I had left it at that, but unfortunately, my mouth has other ideas, “I bet you could make me scream in the best way.”

As soon as the words register, I glance up from the phone, as several groans sound around me, and I find myself the subject of heated gazes.

Doc surprises me the most though, because he crouches down next to me gripping my chin as he makes sure that I am looking at him.

“I wouldn’t just make you scream, Neith. I would make you beg. I would bring you to the very edge of oblivion and pull you back until you were screaming my name,” his voice is like a warm caress, seductive and full of promise. I have absolutely no doubt that he is capable of what he is describing.

My body heats, desire flooding my system, his eyes flash gold as he takes breath, and his fingers tense on my jaw—surprise flares in his eyes when I bite back a moan, and my desire spikes. I have always liked a little pain with my pleasure.

My voice comes out breathy, “Promise?”

He gulps.

“Doc,” Evander says, a warning in his tone.

Doc’s thumb rubs along my jaw, his eyes flaring liquid gold again, his voice comes out sounding like pure sex as he leans closer, his lips brushing my ear as he whispers, “I promise, Love.”

Just like that he is gone, standing up and moving away from me, back to where he was standing before, if it weren’t for the remaining heat in his eyes and the watchful gazes of the others, I would have thought that I had imagined it.

I take a deep breath, I want him, I want him really fucking bad. I would accuse him of using his succubus mojo on me, but he is just as affected as I am and even if he had I wouldn’t have cared, the attraction was there before anyway. He didn’t use it on me though, and I know that without a doubt, because of my instincts, they would have let me know if his magic was being used.

I let my eyes dip to the straining bulge in his jeans, lick my lips and then return my attention to the phone in my hand, a smirk playing on my lips.

I give as good as I get.

“Does anyone else want to order something?” I say as I look up from adding the last thing that I want to the basket.

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