Page 32 of Chaos
“Everything okay?” I asked, batting my lashes and putting an innocent tone to my question.
“Fine. You’re late.”
He raked a hand through his hair, and his intense gaze trailed down my body, stopping on my hard nipples that were poking insistently through the Lycra of my bra.
“My eyes are up here, warrior,” I muttered.
He coughed so hard he began to choke, and I mentally put a little tally mark under my name. Point for Merri.
“What was that?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I chirped breezily. “What are we starting with today? We going to practice some takedowns again? Roll around on the mat a bit?”
“Jesus.”
I snickered. Annnnd there was another.
“You know, my glutes are a little tender. Can we work those first? I think I need to loosen up.”
He huffed, turned away from me, and pretended to be busy replacing weights on the rack, but I knew a discreet hard-on adjustment when I saw one. Or not-so-discreet as the case may be. I knew what he was packing down there; there was no way to be subtle about righting that monster.
I wish I wasn’t enjoying teasing him so much. It was going to be hard to stop.
“How are you feeling this morning? You seem a little flushed.”
I sauntered over to the mat he already had laid out for me and sat in a straddle, leaning over my right leg so I could stretch.
“I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
“No reason. You’re just . . . on edge.”
He grunted but wouldn’t look at me. “Just finish your stretches so we can get on with it.”
“Geez, you’re testy. Have you orgasmed today? Maybe you should go rub one out and come back when you’re in a better mood. It always helps me.”
He started coughing again, and I had to dip my head to hide my laugh. It wasn’t anything I hadn’t said to him before, but after last night, everything was hitting differently.
“Get warmed up. I’ll be right back.”
“Have fun!” I trilled. “Feel free to think about me.”
He flipped me off, and I laughed so hard tears came to my eyes as I worked through my usual stretches. I couldn’t believe how successful my experiment had been. Not only was I bursting with energy, but Chaos was totally unharmed. And we’d had amazing, mind-blowing, filthy sex. It was all upside as far as I could see.
My chest was filled with warmth at the possibilities this new development presented. I could feed from all of them harmlessly, easily, and not ever have to worry about taking too much. I didn’t even need to worry about uncomfortable relationship dynamics around the château because it wasn’t technically real. Perhaps I’d need to be careful not to let them leave visible marks, but that was easily remedied with concealer and color corrector too. Idly, I wondered what this meant for my camming career. Would it even be necessary to keep it up if I could get everything and then some from my literal dream lovers? Something to ponder.
Unfortunately Luc couldn’t feed me. He was a figment of my imagination. He was the dreamiest of dream lovers. The onewho wasn’t actually real. His energy would be no more than a wisp of my own. But the horsemen... Well, they were a horse of a different color.
Chaos was back before I’d completed my last set of stretches, his audible intake of breath making me grin before I leaned forward just a little farther and deepened my straddle. Yes, my ass was on perfect display for him, and I was going to take advantage as long as possible. Especially now that I knew he was such a big fan of the booty.
“All warmed up?” he asked, purposely not looking at me and ruining all my fun.
“Yup,” I said, popping myPas I sat up.
“Then get over here. I want to work on your agility today.”
“Oh, sounds fun,” I said, making sure the sarcasm all but dripped from my words. “Can’t wait.”
“Brat,” he muttered under his breath, but I still heard him.
