Page 38 of Frost and Fate
“Dinner?” she asked.
He nodded. “Dinner, at Gideon’s place.”
Nova couldn’t hide her surprise. “In the penthouse? But why?”
Instead of answering, Darren bent down to capture Nova’s lips in a deep kiss. She felt dizzy as he pulled away. “No more questions. I’ll pick you up at seven thirty,” he said as he dropped her off at her door. He bent to give Nova one last kiss.
“You’re not coming in?” She frowned.
“I’ve got to meet with Aria. She’s been bombarding me with party planning all day.”
Nova laughed. “She can be very persistent.”
“Yes she can be.” Darren rubbed his temples. “I’ll be back at seven thirty.”
“See you then.” She watched him head down the hallway, his tall frame moving with long purposeful strides. Damn he looked good from behind, from the front, in a suit, in his sweats, in nothing at all.
Darren stopped abruptly and wheeled around. “Nova Studer. You better get that dirty mind out of this hallway and into your apartment right this second or you’ll regret it.” There was an edge to his tone that both thrilled and frightened her. She bit her lip and quickly went inside the apartment. Somehow Darren always managed to make her tingly all over.
* * *
With Aria busily planning the mating ball, Nova was on her own in the fashion, hair, and makeup department. She dug through her recently stocked closet and settled on a gunmetal-grey, ankle-length velvet dress. It had thick, satin straps, and plunged into a sweetheart neckline. Strappy black heels completed the look. She was glad Darren was so tall. In the past she had felt self-conscious wearing heels. It had often made her bigger than all the boys. Luckily, they seemed to grow these lycans extra tall. Nova decided on a natural makeup look and swept her hair up into a French twist.
She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. No matter how many times she saw herself with a head full of silver hair, it still managed to catch her off guard. She thought about the real weight of that silvery hair. It represented a monumental shift within her. The moment her magic awakened, the last remnants of her brown hair had vanished, along with her old life.
She sighed. Her new life was full of so much magic and wonder and love. Of course she wouldn’t trade the world for finding the love of her life, but sometimes she missed the simplicity of life before magical powers, lycans, and evil Collectors. A sudden knock pulled her from her thoughts. The sight that met her on the other side of the door was almost too much to handle. Darren was wearing another perfectly fitted suit. His unruly black hair had been swept back and out of his face. Nova could just melt into a puddle. Darren gave her a smirk.
“See something you like?” She gave him a mischievous smile and did a slow twirl.
“See somethingyoulike?” Darren’s honey gaze slowly raked over her body and face. Her flesh felt scorched with the intensity of his heated stare. A low rumble escaped his chest. When his eyes began to glow she could feel herself getting wet. He scented her, quickly stepping inside. A strong hand wrapped around the back of Nova’s neck, pulling her to his awaiting lips. The kiss was so deep and delicious that Nova’s entire body started tingling. Without breaking the kiss, Darren began to back Nova up, moving her farther into the kitchen. She let out a gasp when her back hit the hard kitchen island. Before Darren’s hand could slide completely up her thigh, Nova stopped it.
She answered the question in his gaze by dropping down onto her knees. She watched his honey-fire eyes grow wide as she made quick work of his belt and zipper. With one final tug, his erection sprang free. Nova stared at it with nervous apprehension. She wanted to please Darren. She had wanted to give pleasure to him like he had been giving to her. Now that she was here, nervous energy filled her. It’s not like she had never given head, but she wasn’t exactly experienced.
Darren must have sensed her fear. He tilted her chin up to look at him. “Nova, you don’t have to.”
She wasn’t going to back down now. With shaking hands she gripped his hardness. As her lips wrapped around his engorged tip, she felt his whole body tense. She started slowly, feeling unsure, sliding her mouth up and down. Darren placed a hand in her hair, but did not press against her head. She took it as a sign to pick up the pace and began sucking harder and faster. His size made it impossible to fit everything in her mouth, so she focused on the tip while stroking with both hands.
A moan escaped Darren’s lips. His fingers dug in her hair, but still did not press down. She could tell he was using every bit of restraint to keep from plunging the rest of his length down her throat. Nova appreciated it, and made up for the lack of depth with her tongue. She swirled it around the tip, sliding it up and down while her mouth continued its intoxicating assault on him. Her jaw began to burn from the repetitive strain of sucking and moving him in and out of her lips.
In one quick motion, Darren pulled Nova off of him, quickly wrapping his hands beneath her. With swift efficiency, he lifted Nova up and onto the cool granite surface. The shocking sensation of the chilly stone against her heated body sent shivers through her. Strong hands slid up Nova’s thighs, raising her velvety dress up and above her waist. Darren pulled her hips closer until she was on the very edge of the countertop. When his lips met hers again they were urgent, hungry.
His hand tore away the damp piece of lace as he plunged a finger inside of her. Nova moaned as he stroked her. Moments later his hand was gone, replaced by his hard, hot length. She cried out as he filled her, pressing deeper and deeper. Her body worked to accommodate him, and soon he had buried himself to the hilt. Darren moved slowly at first, sliding all the way in, and back out again. The tantalizing rhythm had Nova’s legs shaking. As that familiar feeling began to rise, she begged Darren for more. He responded by picking up his pace.
Nova felt her body rising toward the edge, filling with an overwhelming sensation. Darren pressed his lips just below her ear, suckling and nibbling on the soft flesh there. Pulses of pleasurable sensation crashed into her over and over, and her wet walls contracted around him. Darren let out a satisfied groan as he found his own release in sync with hers.
They were breathless and quiet for a moment. Darren eventually looked up at Nova. After planting a gentle kiss on her lips, he asked, “Hungry?”
Nova giggled. “Starving.”
He grinned. “We better get going then.”
Nova quickly cleaned herself up. The French twist had come nearly undone. Wispy hairs fell down around her face and neck. After trying and failing to tame the wild locks, she gave up and headed back to the devilishly handsome Darren.
When they made it to Gideon’s apartment, Nova was stunned to see a whole group mingling within the penthouse’s living area.
“Surprise, bitch!” Aria cried out.
“What’s going on?”
