Page 127 of Blood & Lace
How am I supposed to think right now?
“Do you need something to drink?” His painted nails danced up my chest until they reached for my neck.
I caught his wrist, a growl sat at the back of my throat, trying to work its way free. We stood there for a while as the tension thickened between us. Onyx’s lips parted and that sinful tongue of his came out, swiping over his lips.
“What are you trying to do to me, beautiful?”
We were in a room full of people, but at that moment, everything stopped existing except for us. His head tilted as he erased more of the distance between us. He wasn’t even fully touching me, and I swore I could feel the heat of his flesh pressed up against mine. The sway of his hips was mesmerizing. I already had a hard time focusing when Onyx was around me, but when he wanted to, he could completely shut my brain off.
“Beautiful? Not bella?”
Onyx didn’t sound upset, but still, I treaded carefully. “You’re always beautiful to me, but right now, you don’t look like my bella.”
His thick lashes lowered and he bit his lip, drawing my attention to his mouth again. I’d level buildings to get to those lips.
"You like the way I look now, better than usual?"
I swallowed, trying to remember how my mouth worked. "Onyx, I love you any way I can get you."
"Good answer."
“I want to kiss you,” I confessed.
Onyx smiled up at me and it was all my bella, the way his right dimple appeared and the corner of his mouth tilted up. “I really want you to kiss me too.” He twisted out of my hold before I could follow through on our desires. “Work first.”
This is stupid.
“Be good, Luci.” Onyx winked at me, walking past. Our fingers brushed against one another's and my stomach instantly erupted into butterflies. I was starting to suspect that feeling would never go away when it came to my husband.
I chased after him, cornering him where the lighting wasn’t so great. No one was looking our way, and I wasn’t ready to stop being near him.
“Lucero.” Onyx’s tone was a clear warning, but what could I say, I couldn't get enough of him.
“A few seconds. We’ve been apart all day getting ready.” He didn’t shove me away so I took the chance to lean down and get further into his space. “Are you ready?”
Onyx’s back stiffened and he turned enough to meet my gaze. Gone were the flirtatious looks he’d been giving me. They’ve been replaced with a coldness that anyone in my family would be proud of.
“I’ve been ready.” His mouth dipped into a frown. “I should have slit his throat deeper when I had the chance. Instead, I was pathetic and weak?—”
I grabbed Onyx’s chin and backed him against the wall. I tilted his head back and got into his face. “Take back what you said about my husband. Now.”
“Lucero, it’s true.”
I dropped my hand from his chin to his throat and tightened my hold. “You were never weak or pathetic.” I squeezed tighter, keeping him from protesting me. “Your first kill is always the hardest. No one knows how deep to cut, how much strength to use. Mistakes were made, but you were never at fault for your lack of experience.”
Onyx hit my hand away from his throat and pushed up on his tippy toes. Even in heels he was still shorter than me. I met him halfway and relished in the chaste kiss that was given to me.
“You’re an idiot.” He kissed me once more before dropping back down. “But mine.” He wiped the sticky gloss off my lips.
I would have happily worn it around the room. Fuck, I wanted to kiss him again.
He moved around me. “Thank you, Lucero.”
"Want to go to the back room?" I asked him.
He smirked at me. "Behave and maybe you'll get a treat."
Fuck, I was a goner. I nodded eagerly, ready for the night to already be done with so I could take my husband home. I watched, transfixed, as Onyx walked away. Each step was agonizing and enjoyable to watch at the same time.
