Page 65 of Haunted Hearts

Chapter21

WILLOW

Asoft knock on the bedroom door causes me to flinch. I’ve been so deep in my thoughts that I shut out the world without even realizing it.

“Come in!”

The door opens and Theo steps into the room and shuts the door behind him.

“Are you ready to go?” he asks as he walks over to me.

I want to ask him where he and Brock had gone today. They’d been gone for hours before Theo reappeared a short time ago. Alone. The fact that Brock hadn’t come back with him was more than a little disheartening. The only thing that kept me from calling it quits for the rest of the day was Theo’s declaration that we are going out tonight. Rather than tell us exactly what we’re doing, however, he said dress comfortably and to try to have fun.

Like having fun is possible with everything going on.

With just a few minutes before we’re supposed to leave, I’m in here fretting about what’s in store for the evening and if my reaper will be in attendance. At this point, I don’t know if I want Brock there or not. If he is, it’s probably not the time to have a heart to heart, so I’ll have to just smile and bear his presence as if nothing is wrong. But if he isn’t there… My heart sinks at the thought.

I look from Theo back to my reflection in the tall mirror propped against the wall. I adjust my top and run my hands down the flowing skirt that I’ve slipped on for the evening.

“Yes.”

Theo comes up behind me. I stare at him through the reflection of the glass and catch his warm smile as his eyes run down my body. When his hands come to rest on my shoulders, I lean back into him.

“You look lovely this evening,” His eyes trail over me slowly. “This is nearly the same outfit you wore when I first laid eyes on you.”

I blink in surprise.

“You remember what I was wearing?”

One of his arched brows lifts slightly as he gives me a half smile. “Of course. How could I forget? You were as alluring then as you are now.”

I search his face, looking for signs that his flattery is preparing me for some bad news. When I find nothing but sincerity, I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.

His response is to lean down and kiss my neck. A shiver of delight washes down my spine. Theo’s lips move to plant another kiss, then another, across my shoulder. Momentarily distracted, I watch him through hooded eyes as he back tracks towards my neck. His kisses become gentle bites and soft sucking. My blood races and my breathing quickens, as I watch him place his hands on my hips.

“What are you doing?”

I already have an idea, but Theo knows we’re supposed to be leaving any minute.

“Re-familiarizing myself with your body,” he whispers in my ear before he bites my earlobe. “It feels like it’s been an eternity since I’ve had you to myself.”

His hands grip the fabric of my skirt. He starts to gather and bunch it up in his fists. Slowly, the skirt gets shorter and shorter. All the while, Theo kisses me. He tilts his head to the other side, giving the same attention to my left shoulder as he did my right. My nipples bead and press against the fabric of my tank top. By the time the hem of my skirt is up by my waist, I’m panting with need.

“Do you want to know something?” he whispers into my ear as he transfers the fabric into one hand, leaving the other free.

“Hmm?”

Theo lifts his head to stare at me in the mirror as his free hand reaches down between my legs. I gasp softly as his fingers slip through my folds. He drags them through slowly, coming up to tease my clit with his wet fingers before he pulls his hand away. I let out a soft cry of disappointment. Theo smiles at me before bringing his fingers up towards his mouth. They glisten with an embarrassing amount of my arousal. Without breaking eye contact, he inserts them into his mouth and sucks them clean. When he’s done, his fingers return for more. I lean my hips back into his as I let out a shaky breath.

“I love you,” he whispers into my ear as his fingers skim over the entrance of my core, never entering. Occasionally, his fingers lazily circle my clit before sliding back through me.

“Don’t be a tease, Theo,” I whimper, pushing my hips into his pelvis. The movement causes him to chuckle darkly. The sound leaves my body shivering in anticipation.

“Tell me you love me, My Queen.”

“You already know I do.”

Two of Theo’s fingers slip inside of me, his thumb teasing my clit again. We both can hear the wet sound as his fingers pump in and out of me. I let out a shaky breath and close my eyes, savoring the delightful tension building between my legs. Theo stops, however, after just a moment or two. My eyes flutter back open. It takes a second to focus on Theo’s gaze in the mirror. The knowing smile around his face is devastatingly beautiful.

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