Page 62 of Guarded
Noah sighed as I peppered kisses along the side of his throat. “I am. Lucky, I mean.”
I blushed, glad he couldn’t see my face. “You’re the one literally bringing my dreams to life, but sure. You’re the lucky one.”
He hummed like he didn’t agree, but when he spoke, hedidn’t address it. “How do you feel about moving to the shower?”
I let him go immediately and he turned to face me. “Sure. Sorry, I didn’t think about how uncomfortable you must be feeling.”
Making him come in his underwear had been hot at the time, but I didn’t imagine he was loving the stickiness now.
“It’s fine.” His hand rested on my pec as he smiled at me shyly. “But it’d be nice to get clean and then maybe…”
I latched on to that word. To the hunger in his eyes. “Maybe? Don’t stop there, Noah. I wanna hear every dirty thought you’ve got in that pretty head of yours.”
Noah likes sex but is self-conscious about it.
Sure, he smiled confidently, but I could see the nerves in that flush on his cheeks. In how his hand was shaking slightly against my chest. “I was thinking maybe I could show you how talented my mouth is?”
If confidence in this department was what he needed, then you could fucking bet I was going to make it happen. “Sweetheart, the day I say no to that is the day they drag me back down to Hell, kicking and screaming.”
A shadow passed over Noah’s face. “You know I’d never let that happen, right?”
I frowned, not understanding him. “What, me turning you down? That’s what I meant.”
“No, you being dragged back into Hell,” Noah said slowly. “I know you said it flippantly, but they say many a true word is spoken in jest.”
I blinked at him a few times. Why had I said that? Why hadn’t I gone for ‘the day I lose my immortality’ or something similar?
Because being trapped back in Hell is what you’re most afraid of.
Thanks to my nightmares, I knew that already. I swallowed, my throat suddenly tight. “It was just a joke.”
Noah hummed, cupping my face with both of his hands. “Regardless, I wouldn’t let that happen. Okay? If you were taken into Hell against your will, I’d destroy every circle until I got to you. You hear me?”
Noah’s words struck to my core, changing everything I’d ever thought I wanted until he was at the centre of it all. “Why? I could understand if we were bonded but?—”
“But nothing,” Noah said firmly. “Our bond doesn’t come into this. I wouldn’t let you be put back in that situation. It’s as simple as that. I know I can seem quite delicate at times, but trust me, I could do it if necessary.”
I believed him. I remembered that well of power I’d felt emanating from him the day we met. The never-ending depths of it. Did any of the Seraphim know the level of power Noah could wield?
That didn’t mean I’d want him to do it. Even with such power, the denizens of Hell were not to be trifled with. Lucifer would never release me if I was unfortunate enough to fall into his clutches again. Thankfully, I couldn’t see that happening.
“Besides,” he said lightly, releasing my face, “I can’t let anything bad happen to you now I know what you can do with that mouth of yours.”
He strode towards the door in the corner, looking back over his shoulder at me. “Come on. It’s time for you to learn what I can do with mine.”
Itook a minute to myself before following Noah into the shower. I used every second to try and calm my demon. To remind him of all the reasons why we couldn’t go into that bathroom and give Noah our mark.
He’s not ready.
He doesn’t know you’re ready to stop travelling.
Everything is moving too fast.
Was it though? I’d thought that, but what we’d just done seemed to suggest the opposite.
Regardless, I wasn’t doing anything until Noah gave me clear and explicit consent. Marking your mate without their knowledge was borderline creepy at best. Noah was only just starting to trust me, and I wasn’t going to do anything to shit on that.
When I’d finally pulled myself together, I kicked off my jeans and underwear. My cock was a steel rod between my thighs. I’d been aching ever since I’d stepped into this room and seen Noah strewn across that chair.
