Page 79 of Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood 1)

For a second, I was sure he was going to kiss me, and I was sure I was going to kiss him back.

Then he straightened, his hands on my waist, making sure I was on my feet. He tweaked the end of my ponytail. “I had to stop you from kicking my ass somehow.”

“You’re full of shit, Pax.”

He grinned at me, and that grin was so warm that it made me want to kiss him all over again.

“You didn’t come to my room last night,” I said softly, certain now that it wasn’t a dream anymore.

“I thought you were sleeping in Stellan’s bed.” He said the words levelly, no hint of jealousy.

I shook my head, catching my lip with my teeth. He looked as if he might touch me, then said, “Well, Stellan’s a fool.”

I didn’t know what to say to that, but I didn’t have to say anything, because he said, “Come on. I need caffeine to deal with the day ahead.”

“Me too,” I said fervently.

Pax and I walked through the formal dining room where some of the society members were eating and into the cozy blue breakfast room.

Cain and Remington were already there. They were having a heated conversation, but they immediately smothered it when I walked in. Remington turned his magnetic smile on me, but Cain just leaned back in his chair, a commanding presence, as always, that seemed to fill the room.

“What were you talking about?” I expected one of them to tell me that it was none of my business.

Remington’s eyes filled with mischievous light. “Nothing nearly as interesting as what you were up to last night.”

“Do you mean the part where I stabbed someone or…”

Remington waved it off as if it were nothing. “No, no, that's not very interesting. We expect a bit of a murderous impulse from you. What I'm interested in discussing is how desperate you've been to lose your virginity, and why you didn't come to see me about it.”

Cain smirked. “She wanted her first time to be good, Remington.”

Remington threw a piece of toast at him, and Cain just seemed amused. I wasn’t used to seeing Cain’s lighter side, and even when his smile was just a faint smirk, it was still sexy.

Just then, Stellan walked in, skirting Pax and me to reach a chair.

“Well, how about it?” Remington asked.“Wasyour first time good?”

Stellan froze, halfway into his chair, then sank all the way in and reached for the cup of coffee waiting for him as if he didn’t give a damn. For some reason, watching him take a sip as if nothing impacted him made my last fuck pop like a bubble in the breeze.

“I had been told that my first time would probably be disappointing,” I said crisply.

A collective heckling of Stellan went up from around the room, but I cut it off by adding, “Oh, the actual sex was great. Afterward, afterward was incredibly disappointing.”

“Well, at least Stellan's dick didn't let you down, just his personality,” Remington said. “I could have told you that would happen.”

Stellan was the only person in the room who didn't seem to be having any fun. He kind of looked like a kicked puppy. Was I supposed to feel sorry for him? He'd been the one who'd hurt me last night.

As I headed for my chair, Cain grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into his lap. I wasn't sure what to do, but then, Cain was so dominating I didn't have to make any decisions. He had already decided for me. He wrapped his big arm around my waist and I found myself straddling his powerful thigh.

“I'm sorry I turned you away, little devil. It should have been me,” Cain said.

Stellan’s eyes flickered up to Cain, something hot and furious in them, but all he did was sip his coffee.

“I'm sure it was for the best.”

His breath was hot against the back of my neck. It made me want to grind down on his lap.

One of his hands rested casually on the inside of my thigh. His fingertips weren’t touching anything important and yet they still sent tingles of electricity through my body.

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