Page 11 of Darling Wildfire
“That’s right,” I murmured.
Her eyes dropped to my lips, and this time I couldn’t hide the smirk as I watched her defiance bleed into desire. I pressed even closer, bringing my lips down near hers. I felt the sting as the knife bit into my skin.
“Would you be able to kill a man like this?” I asked softly.
A small trickle of blood ran down my neck. I watched her eyes drop and her lips part in a gasp when she noticed she’d cut me. She went to pull her hand away, but I placed my hand over hers on the hilt and held the blade where it was.
“It’s different from shooting someone,” I murmured.
I lifted my chin and made her push it further into my skin.
“Theron,” she hissed, her eyes going from the blood to my eyes and back again. I could see the conflict happening—she didn’t know if she should be afraid or turned on.
I liked it when she was both.
“It’s more intimate this way,” I continued. “You feel everything—the resistance at the first contact with the skin before it breaks. The scrape across every muscle—the jarring sensation of hitting a bone—It takes more force than you’d think.”
I dipped my head and brushed my lips against hers—not quite a kiss.
“You have to mean it,” I whispered. “You have to really want to kill someone.”
I kissed her then, softly at first and then my other hand went to the back of her neck and pulled her closer, my tongue caressing hers. I groaned into her mouth as the knife slid down my neck, cutting me more and she hissed against my lips in protest.
I let her move the knife then, following her hand and helping her guide it behind us to the counter where we let it drop. Then her hands were around my neck and the kiss grew heated. I lifted her up and set her on the counter, stepping between her legs. I ran my hands up her thighs, taking the shirt with me until it bunched around her hips.
We came apart breathless and then a dark look settled over Kaelin’s features that sent a thrill racing through me. She ran her thumb through the blood, smearing it, then leaned forward and slowly licked the entire length of the cut she’d made. My breath caught, and I groaned—almost instantly getting hard.
“Kaelin,” I growled, but it was a breathless sound—half warning, half prayer.
My fingers dug into her thighs as her tongue skated across my skin. I yanked her back by her hair and she looked up at me with the most devilish smirk I’d ever seen on her lips smeared red with my blood. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen in my life.
I pulled her mouth to mine, and the kiss was hungry as our hands grabbed at clothing. I tore her shirt off, tossing it down before she pulled mine off and ran her fingers down my chest, humming in pleasure as her eyes took me in.
I let her eyes travel up my body and when they settled on mine, her breath caught at whatever she saw there. My hand caressed her breast, teasing her nipple and she arched towards me. I dipped my head and took her other nipple in my mouth, sucking on it before dragging it through my teeth. The moan she made went straight to my cock. I straightened and met her eyes again as I traced my fingertips up her chest and then closed my hand around her neck. Her eyes flashed and her breath caught as I stepped closer to her, bringing my lips right over hers. I tightened my grip and the way she looked up at me—with a lustful darkness mixed with pure trust, made those feelings surface again. The ones I wanted to put words to but couldn’t.
I pushed her back to lie on the counter and dragged her legs over my shoulders before I trailed kisses down her inner thigh, watching her face while I did. I kissed everywhere but her clit until she was writhing under me and looked down with a frustrated pout on her pretty blood stained lips. I chuckled against her pussy and ran my thumbs up her center before parting her and licking her clit in slow teasing strokes. She threw her head back and her legs fell open giving me more access.
“You taste amazing, darlin’,” I murmured before picking up the pace. I could eat her pussy forever—she’d tap out before I ever would.
I heard the alarm deactivate as I slid two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet and gasped my name as I rubbed the spot that drove her crazy. Her legs shook and then she was coming, crying out and arching her back as she let herself go. She pushed her hips against my mouth and I didn’t let up until I felt her slowly come back down.
“Looks like I got home just in time,” Graham smirked. “Early dinner?”
I looked up to see him leaning against the entrance to the kitchen.
“More like dessert,” I said.
I kissed Kaelin’s inner thigh as she caught her breath. She craned her head to see Graham, and a sated smile appeared on her face. She held out her hand to him.
“Fuck—I don’t know how you guys expect me to stay clothed when you show up to the house in tactical gear.”
Graham chuckled and walked over to where her head rested near the edge of the counter. He was still in all black, with his leather shoulder gun holsters on. He planted both hands on either side of her head and leaned over her.
“Well, that’s just it baby girl—we don’t.” He dipped his head and kissed her. When he pulled away, he raised his eyebrows.
“Why do you taste like blood?” He asked.
“Oh, T was teaching me how to hold a knife,” she said dryly.
