Page 116 of Wedlock
“You should always wear your hair out, my angel,” he says softly.
I catch my breath as he pensively winds a finger around one of my curls. It glows a strange green, illuminated by the small dash lights visible between the pilot seats at the front of the helicopter. Slowly, he leans forward, dropping my curl and pushing his hand into the hair at the back of my neck, his eyes never leaving mine.
I’d pull away, but I can’t, I’m mesmerised, just as I always have been by his eyes, his smell, his raw sensuality. As his lips brush mine my heart begins to race and my breath hitches. I should stop this, but I remind myself that I’d planned to seduce him earlier to ensure I was no longer a challenge, so I should go full steam ahead. Even as I think this, I know I’m lying to myself. My lips ache for his kiss.
Reaching up, I place my hands on his shoulders and kiss him, hard. This time, just as I remembered, he takes control, and I open fully to him as his tongue explores my mouth with such delicious depth and intensity, I see stars.
Groaning, his lips never leaving mine, he pulls me onto his lap, pushing my dress up to the top of my thighs so I can straddlehim, one leg on either side of his hips. It rips along the seam as he scoots me closer, but just as I start to become lost in the moment, he pulls away.
Frowning, I stare into his eyes as he studies mine.
“Is this what you really want, Angie?”
“Yes,” I moan, leaning forward to bite his lower lip, squeezing him with my thighs.
“Now? Here?”
“Yes!”
His eyes darken and his lips crush down upon mine. Pressing myself into his hard body, I whimper with unfeigned desire, forgetting all about having to seduce him to help get me out of his system. He’s like a drug, and one that I want,need, surging through mysystem. I moan, my body liquid jelly, as he growls, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” before pushing me down to the seat, tearing my panties off and burying his face between my legs.
I wonder, briefly, what the pilot thinks as I squirm and writhe and beg my husband to stop and ‘take me, take me now,’ but the whomp, whomp, whomp of the blades never falter. If anything, they add to the intensity of the mind-blowing ecstasy tearing through my body due to the masterful ministrations of this vampire’s tongue, causing me to forget all about the pilot, forget about anything other than the man who grips my thighs as I come harder than I ever have before.
Pulling on his hair, I raise his face from between my legs. It hadn’t taken long, embarrassingly no time at all, and my body is still thrumming, pleasure still pulsing through me as I encourage him forward onto my heaving breasts.
“Falcon, please…”
“No,” he murmurs, his eyes serious as he leans forward, kissing me on the forehead.
“Why not? I want to please you too.”
“You do please me.”
“You know what I mean.”
He’s quiet for a long moment before sighing and sitting up, pulling me back onto his lap.
“We’ll fuck when you’re once more in my castle, and you admit you feel for me as I feel for you, Angie.”
Burying my face against his chest to hide my expression, I try to stop the tears that threaten to overwhelm me. I know, I’ve known it for a long time, try as I might to fight it, that I already feel that for him, I just can’t act upon it.
The fate of my daughter hinges on my distancing myself from the love of my life.
I try unsuccessfully to stifle a sob and, pulling me slightly away, he frowns as he gently pushes my hair from my face.
“What is it? You’re crying?”
I can’t tell him the truth. That I love him now just as I did the first time he’d given me such pleasure. But he’ll know if I lie. So, I tell a half-truth.
“It’s like the last night of The Games,” I hiccup. “You wouldn’t have sex with me then either, in case you got me pregnant, remember?”
“I have no fear of that now,” he murmurs, “we have remarkable babies, Angie.”
‘Yes, remarkable.’
Frowning, I pull away from him and draw my torn dress around my legs as best I can as I search for my panties. His reminder ofthe reason I’m here, the reason I’d seduced him, brings me back down to earth with a thud.
“Take me home.”
