Page 35 of Blood & Lace
I nodded, nipping at the tips of his digits. He flinched a little but didn't take them away from me.
Progress.
"The first time was three years ago. This guy I needed to make a deal with was caught off guard and killed. He thought he was going to have sex with this remarkable creature he was blessed to marry."
"Who?" Onyx balled his hand up, taking away the little pleasure I was getting.
"The guy? Don't remember."
"No, the one you clearly have a hard-on for."
I blinked a few times as a snort worked its way free. Onyx tried to snatch his hands away from me, but I held him firmly.He didn't know. I was almost tempted to keep it to myself to keep my husband guessing.
"Of course I have a hard-on for him. He's the reason I breathe. My everything."
Onyx yanked free, but I wasn't letting him go that easy. I grabbed his hips and twisted him around. "That day I got his calling card tattooed on my skin, right here." I touched my chest where the spider tattoo rested.
He went still in my arms, staring at my clothed pecs as if he could see the tattoo through them.
"The second is the day we got married." I captured his hand again and smeared the blood on his flesh with my lips. My skin tingled wherever we touched.
"Ew." Onyx snatched his hands away and wiped the blood off my lips. "He was scum, don't dirty yourself with his blood."
Fuck.My cock was already hard but he was making it impossible to think clearly.
"Bella, please." My voice dripped with desperation as need overwrote any sanity that I pretended to hold onto. I walked us back until his back hit the wall and there was absolutely nowhere for my husband to slip away. I caged him, and if it was possible, I'd keep him this way. Locked away under me.
"What?" Onyx breathed out. He watched me like a predator, someone that could end my life if given the chance. I'd gladly give it to him if he wanted it. How amazing it would be if I died by Onyx.
"Please," was all I could muster. A fire was ignited that threatened to consume me from inside out. "I need to kiss you, taste you, have you."
My insides twisted in knots as I waited for the no to come. I'd listen but I'd be in agony.
Silence stretched between us that stirred the insanity having a party in my head.
Say yes.
"Beg better than that," Onyx said.
Without question, I dropped to my knees in front of my husband. I rested my hands on his hips, slipping my fingers into the slit that went down the right side. His skin felt hot to the touch and so soft. I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to. My fingers glided up and down his thigh, teasing the thin lace of his panties underneath his dress.
"Please, bella. Pretty please."
Onyx lifted a single brow and the ache in the middle of my chest blossomed further at the thought of being denied. He'd given me a small taste and now it was all I could think about. All that I craved.
"I need you, please let me have you. I'll give you anything you want. Please." Desperation saturated every word that dripped from between my lips. "Please. I can't go on anymore without you. Please. Please." The more I begged, the more need sank its sharp claws into my psyche. "Please." I licked my lips as if trying to chase the little bit of him I got. It wasn't enough. I doubted there would ever be enough. "Please, bella. I'll make it good for you." My touches grew bolder with every word out of my mouth. "You can do whatever you want to me. Have me any way you desire. I’ll lay down right here, unguarded. Please."
A glint of something dark shifted over Onyx's face that sent desire right to my cock. My breath hitched as he grabbed my chin and tilted my head up.
"Careful, Lucero."
I shook my head.
The grin that came over my husband's face would make most men I deal with run. It only made me want him more. "If you keep sounding so pathetic and needy, I might take you up on the offer. I'd destroy you."
"Please." A ball of air caught in the middle of my chest. "Break me, make me bleed, scream, beg, whatever you want. I want it all as long as it's you."
A full body shiver raked over Onyx's small frame. He gripped my chin tighter before letting me go. "You get one chance."
