Page 94 of Firestorm
Skye stepped away from me, venturing further into the clearing and running her fingers through her hair. Her pale skin glowed in the moonlight, her hair shining almost unnaturally. She was so beautiful, it was like it physically pained me. I rubbed at my chest, the fucking pain there finally seeming to wane as I watched her.
I hadn’t thought too hard about the pain, thinking it was just something to do with some drug I’d tried. But then I’d seen Skye doing the same motion, and my heart sank for the both of us. Everyone knew pain in the chest meant one of your Links had rejected you.
Knowing my luck, my Key had seen my name on their list and burned it. I understood why someone wouldn’t want me in their Chain. Even sober, my family Chain made me a liability. Plenty of people liked to joke that their mother-in-law was the devil, but my mother actually fucking was.
Even as she hated me specifically, I knew she’d never be happy with any Chain members I brought to meet her. They’d either be too good for me and she’d look down on them for wasting their time with me, or she’d think they were defective.
But Skye?
Skye was exceptional. There was something so extraordinary about her. I watched her balance on a random log, her hands out to her sides while she wobbled back and forth. Who could ever look at her and think she should be rejected?
Whoever they were didn’t deserve her.
I could make her happy.
Filled with an emotion I couldn’t name, I made my move.
I reached out, taking Skye’s hand and pulling her toward me.
She let out a startled laugh but fell into my arms easily, completely trusting me to catch her. Settled on solid ground, my hands fell to Skye’s hips and I pulled her back against my chest. The smallest hitchin her breath set my skin on fire. I dropped my face to her neck, breathing in deeply like she’d done to me earlier in the night.
The ache in my chest lessened.
Her skin erupted into goosebumps.
Filled with male satisfaction at her reaction to me, I kissed her neck. Her eyes fluttered shut and her head fell back against my chest. Her hands covered mine on her hips and I continued kissing along her neck, dipping my head down further to reach her collarbone.
“Aiden,” she sighed and I nipped softly at the side of her neck. She shivered again, and even more goosebumps appeared along her arms. I ran my hands up her sides to her ribs, stopping just shy of her breasts. I couldn’t take this further without her consent. If I overstepped, she’d probably drown me. My cock twitched against her back and I almost groaned.
What theactualfuck? Did Ilikethe idea of her drowning me?
This list of kinks was getting out of control.
Skye squirmed in my arms before she lifted her hand to grip my hair over her shoulder. I hissed as she pulled at my scalp, but my dick didn’t get the memo. It hardened even more like it enjoyed the bite of pain.
“Why’d you stop?” she panted.
“How far can I go?” I asked. I mean…we were in a clearing in the woods, for fuck’s sake. I didn’t consider myself to be particularlyfreakybut sex outdoors was definitely up there in terms of things I’d been previously uncomfortable with. In fact, I should have been terrified of even kissing her where someone else could see. The realization that I wasn’t afraid was…stifling.
I felt safe with Skye.
I didn’t have time to unpack why that was.
Skye released my hair and spun around, pushing me back so that I bumped into the trunk of one of the large trees.
I grinned at her. “This is a nice position.”
“Is it?” she taunted as she ran her hand down my chest to my belt. My breath hitched as she wiggled her hand into my jeans, but only far enough to grip the front. Then she pulled, jerking my hips to hers. I groaned. “Is this usually how you seduce your frigid hookups?”
Her words were like being splashed with freezing cold water.
I squeezed my eyes shut. Why had I ever said those fucking words to her? I’d been under the delusion that I was completely forgiven and that Skye would just let it go.
Of course she remembered what I’d said.
Of course it had hurt her.
She’d forgiven me, but naturally, it would still hurt.
