Part 21 (1/2)
”Right now, I could tell you to cool off with a shower and an ice pack. I could tell you to pick a fight with that blonde who has issues with you and knock out some of the stress that way. I could suggest that you slip away and get yourself off without me. But I'm not going to let you do any of those things, Eve, because I need to be your go-to guy.” He paused, then, ”And I need Abel to not be that guy.”
Sagging into the wall, Eve knew she couldn't feel any worse. Reed had run like h.e.l.l, but she couldn't say that without explaining what he'd been running from. And it didn't matter anyway. Alec was a d.a.m.n good guy and she was lucky to have him in her corner. He wouldn't be there forever, but right now was better than nothing.
”Eve?”
”Gimme a minute. You slayed me.”
He laughed softly. ”I'm glad you don't need wine and roses.”
She wiped at her wet cheeks with her free hand. ”You make this all bearable, you know.”
”Just bearable? I'll have to work harder.”
More than bearable. He made her feel safe and sane. He didn't put her off or undermine her. He treated her with respect when everyone else was manipulating her into cramped corners.
”I miss you like crazy,” he murmured. ”You're in my head even when I'm sleeping.”
”Did you have a wet dream?”
”d.a.m.n near. You were lying beside me, naked and hot as h.e.l.l. I got hard just watching you sleep.”
Eve understood that. Admiring him while he was sleeping was a favorite pastime of hers. Sleep softened him in a way nothing else could.
”I pulled you under me and slid into you before you were fully awake. You made those s.e.xy little noises you always make when I'm deep in you. I could almost feel you fisting around me. And the way you can't stop coming . . . Drives me f.u.c.king crazy that I can get to you that way.”
The images that flooded her mind concentrated the heat of the Novium and dropped it low in her belly. Alec's voice, roughly seductive like velvet, always left her weak in the knees. He was inexhaustible, and his need to get her off until she couldn't take any more had pretty much ruined her for other men.
”I wish you were here with me now,” he purred. ”I'd strip you bare and lick you from head to toe.”
She gave a shaky exhale. ”You have an oral fixation.”
”Which you love.” The smile in his voice sparked an inner quivering.
Alec never did anything in half-measure. Unlike Reed, who rode a woman hard and put her away wet, Alec took his time during s.e.x. He used his mouth first, then his hands. From head to toe, front to back, every curve and crevice. Whispering praise both lewd and tender. Taking hours.
”Are you thinking about my mouth on you?” he murmured. ”Are you hot and wet?”
”Are you alone?” Eve locked the front door. The big picture window was covered by a white sheet that let milky light in, but made viewing impossible. It was as private as she was going to get without venturing off to someplace farther away. ”Do you have an audience?”
”I'm all yours. Why are you whispering? Aren't you alone yet?”
”Yes, but we're having phone s.e.x, Alec. And I'm inexperienced. It would be embarra.s.sing if someone overheard me. Where's the horse?”
He laughed. ”Giselle is handcuffed to the bathroom pipes in the adjoining room.”
”Handcuffed? Sounds kinky.”
”Stop it. Tell me you miss me.”
She sighed. ”A lot. Are you naked?”
”Not completely. Just enough to get the job done. I've got work to do, too, but you come first.”
”We'll come at the same time,” she breathed. ”Are you touching yourself?”
”Yes. Are you?”
”Not yet.”
”What are you waiting for?”
Her eyes closed against the building ache in her chest. ”You.”
She'd been waiting for him for ten years. Staying away hadn't spared her punishment, so when she'd been marked he'd come back for the duration. But now that she had him, she sometimes turned him away and sent him home just to prove to herself that she could still live without him. Because one day, soon, she would have to.
”I'm here, angel,” he purred. ”Hard and ready. I'm in heat, too. Thinking about you always gets me that way.”
It was her complete trust in him that gave her the courage to say, ”I wish you were in my hands.”
”f.u.c.k, yeah. Me, too.”
”I want to hold you. I love how soft the skin of your c.o.c.k is. How thick the veins are. They make you look so brutal, when you're really so tender.”
”Trace them with your tongue.”
”What?”
”The veins. Use your tongue.”
Eve's mouth watered. Alec wasn't the only one to have an oral fixation. What really got to her was how much he loved it. He was so unabashed in his enjoyment, his hands fisting in the sheets or her hair, his voice hoa.r.s.e as he cursed at her for stripping him down to base animalistic need.
”I love that sensitive spot just beneath the head,” she whispered. ”I like to flutter my tongue across it just to hear you fall apart.”
Alec groaned. ”Touch yourself while you're sucking me.”
Eve's fingers went to the top b.u.t.ton of her jeans and flicked it open. ”It gives me a thrill to know you're so hot for me.”
”I'm beyond hot. I'm about to go up in flames.”
She imagined herself kneeling over him, holding his fly apart so nothing impeded her working mouth. The fantasy was so real she could hear the slick suction noises. Her hand pushed into her jeans, forcing the zipper pull to slide down.
Suck harder.
Eve lost her balance, sinking into an off-kilter crouch.
It wasn't Alec's voice she heard in her mind; it was Reed's.