Page 20 of Darling Wildfire
I sighed. “I will be.”
I held out my hand to her and pulled her into my lap. I wrapped my arms around her with a sigh and leaned back in the chair, burying my face in her hair. We sat like that for a while. Her heartbeat helped to steady mine, and I focused on the smell of the damp earth and how her warm body felt against me. She sat up straighter and turned towards me as she ran her fingers across the scar on my face. She worshiped mine the same way I worshiped hers.
“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked quietly.
I took her hand in my own and brought it to my lips, kissing her knuckles and then shook my head. I could feel her disappointment but how could I possibly tell her everything? It was daunting. The past was this deep abyss of dark memories and trauma.
It was my burden—my curse—my punishment.
She still didn’t know why I’d really been in the Warren, or why I couldn’t immediately get her out of there. Instead, she knew things like how I took my coffee in the mornings and what my favorite cologne was. Intimate things but not the sum of things that made up a person’s soul. Once she knew the truth,there was no taking it back.
But I couldn’t let her go—she was in my blood now. She was my obsession.
“You’re still so much of a mystery,” she whispered before she leaned forward and kissed me.
When she stood up, she went to walk back into the house but stopped and put a hand on my shoulder.
“I don’t love you any less not knowing, but I still wish you’d tell me what’s going on.” She squeezed my shoulder and disappeared back into the house. I groaned and leaned back in the chair, looking up at the meager spread of stars above, dim due to the light pollution of the nearby city. That was the closest she’d ever come to saying ‘I love you.’
Love. I didn’t know much about love anymore—just obsession. Maybe I was getting the feel for it again. The memory of what it felt like so long ago was like a whisper of a word on the tip of my tongue. It was elusive and when I tried to reach for it; it disappeared. I knew I’d experienced it once but everything I loved was brutally taken from me again and again until I stopped associating the word with anything.
After a few minutes, I went back inside, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep so I went into Kaelin’s office and did a few hours of work. My men were taking outAtrox’sarchitects in two days and I needed to ensure the execution was flawless. There was no room for error now that the end was in sight.
The three of us stood in Kaelin’s bathroom finishing getting ready for the day.
Graham was buttoning up his shirt, and I was brushing my teeth when Kaelin let her robe drop to the floor of her closet that we both had a perfect view of in the mirror.
“Unless you want to stay here all day, you better put some clothes on,” Graham said, his fingers stalling on the last few buttons. With my mouth full of toothpaste, all I could do was groan an agreement. Her laugh made me smile and she quickly pulled on a black dress and walked out to stand between us. Graham finished his buttons and then slowly dragged her zipper up her back.
My teeth brushed, I turned and ran a hand up her thigh.
“Panties?”
She smirked at me and her breath caught as my fingers found my answer between her legs. Brushing her pussy I teased her clit with a light touch. Her lips parted and Graham planted a kiss on her neck. She groaned in frustration and closed her eyes.
“I wish I didn’t have a meeting this morning,” she moaned.
“Cancel it,” Graham said, his teeth finding her ear making her shiver.
“Can’t,” she said breathlessly.
My finger slipped inside her, feeling her wet heat. I added another finger, hooking them just enough to make her breath catch. Graham nudged her legs apart and his hand traveled up the back of her thighs until I felt two of his fingers join me inside her.
“Oh fuck,” Kaelin whimpered.
“Do you like both of our fingers inside you, gorgeous?” He murmured.
Her hands landed on my chest, gripping my shirt tightly.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Graham pressed forward, pushing her closer to me as I leaned back against the counter, sandwiching her between us. His other hand curled around her neck. Her dress rode up her thighs until it bunched around her hips and her breathing picked up as we continued our slow strokes.
I pulled my fingers from her and rubbed her clit with her arousal, slow circles making delicious sounds escape her lips. I pressed my fingers back inside her, my thumb resuming on her clit. Her hips shifted as we quickly worked her into a panting mess. I met Graham’s gaze over her shoulder, his pupils blown, probably similar to mine. A slow smile slid across his lips and together we increased the speed slightly eliciting a breathless curse from Kaelin. She opened her eyes and I looked down at her, running my thumb over her lips. Her eyes jumped to Graham’s in the mirror and he tightened his grip around her throat.
“Fuck—” she gasped. I could feel her nearing the edge.
“You’re strangling my fingers, princess,” he growled in her ear.
