Part 9 (1/2)
Eden hugged him back. ”So all that grim displeasure you showed me the day I hit you was just an act?”
Sean's arms fell to his sides, and she saw that he looked a little sheepish. ”We contrived a lot of things that happened that day,” he admitted. ”Your busted cell phone and your car breaking down. Marius telling Colin he didn't approve of him bonding with you. We had to make sure you had a commitment to each other and weren't just h.e.l.l bent to f.u.c.k each other.”
Eden started to laugh. ”We were h.e.l.l bent to f.u.c.k each other.”
Sean made a face. ”I didn't really need to hear that from you.” He shot her an amused look. ”You disappearing for a few hours that day gave Marius the chance to try to shake Colin's commitment to you. It didn't work obviously. We thought you'd call Colin for help, but going to his house and showing your dragon form to him clinched things for us.
We knew you didn't need any more help.”
Eden rolled her eyes at him. ”We never did need your help. Maybe initially, to meet, but after that... it was all over for me. I got one whiff of him and lost my heart. I couldn't ever leave him, no matter what I had to give up to have him.”
His eyes on a large photograph on the wall, Sean said, ”He's a smart man not to ask you to give up anything. You have amazing talent, Eden. I'm sorry I never realized that.”
”That's okay, Sean. I get it,” Colin's voice spoke from the doorway. His eyes met Eden's and he smiled. ”I'd follow her to the ends of the earth to have her.”
”You may have to,” she chuckled. ”I have a shoot in Africa next month.”
Colin shrugged carelessly, coming into the room to slip his arm around her waist and nuzzle her cheek. ”It's okay.
We'll work it out.” He looked at Sean. ”Thank you for the apology. She deserved it.” The head of the Antaeus family nodded his dark head. ”You're right. She did.”
He left the room, closing the door behind him. Eden turned into Colin's arms. ”You heard it all, didn't you?”
He nodded. ”Who would have thought Sean Antaeus had it in him to apologize?” he said, his expression showing his surprise.
Eden wound her arms around his neck. ”Even an Antaeus can admit to being wrong.”
He bent his head to kiss her. ”If we didn't have a houseful of guests...” he growled.
”Oh, yeah? What would you do?” she teased him, rubbing her body against his.
”Show you the real difference between kink and vanilla.” He nibbled the side of her neck and she s.h.i.+vered as desire swept through her.
”Uh, oh. Why do I get the feeling that I'm in hot water again?”
”Maybe because that's where I like you... bathing me in your fire, turning the pool into a hot tub while I'm deep inside your hot... wet... pretty... pink... p.u.s.s.y...”
A deep, quick kiss punctuated each of his words, and Eden melted in his arms. ”Will they miss us?” she panted, pulling at his clothes.
”Who cares?” Colin kissed her, his tongue dancing with hers. ”I love you.”
”I love you too,” she managed to whisper before his mouth took hers again. They sank down on the bed, forgetting about everything but each other.
Downstairs, Sean and Marius kept the guests entertained. No one else noticed how long Colin and Eden went missing from the party. However, the guests did notice one odd thing... Sean and Marius silently toasting each other and grinning wickedly with Alfred Stone.
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Lex has been writing stories and poems ever since she could hold a pencil. A few years ago, she got caught up writing in an online paranormal serial story. The story was very intense and a challenge to her writing skills. As she began to write more and more, fans of the story and her blog readers began to encourage her to submit her writing. Lex lives in Orange County, California with her long haired musician husband and her teen aged daughter. Lex loves loud music, reading hot stories, reading her friends' blogs and hanging out with them, enjoys building her own computers, and has a propensity for having very weird vivid dreams about Nikki Sixx.
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”Buy me a drink?” she purred, deciding to start as she meant to go on. She was h.o.r.n.y. He was hot. Seemed like a match made in heaven to her.
One dark brow winged up. ”It's an open bar. I'll get you whatever your heart desires,” he told her in a voice filled with innuendo.
Deciding the drink wasn't necessary; Elysia stopped him from turning away by putting one hand on his arm. He looked back at her with a question in his eyes.
”What if my heart desires something other than a drink? Will you get me that?” Her eyes held his boldly.
Declan's face became a mask of pure masculine desire. He cupped her elbow, just as he had three years ago at the convention, steering her toward the lobby. Once they were away from the crowd, he pushed back his hood and bent toward her. ”Do you know what you're doing, Elysia? What you're inviting?” he growled softly.
Elysia smiled at him, reaching up to stroke her fingers over his hard jaw line. His skin felt hot to the touch. Her whole body tingled and she could hear his heart beating, feel the rush of his blood in his veins. She drew in a breath, the scent of his blood tart and crisp in her nostrils, like biting into a Granny Smith apple... Her fangs slid from their sheath as her panties grew damp. Yes, Declan Antaeus was definitely the right choice. Her body already wanted him fiercely. None of the men at the ball would satisfy her now. Besides, backing down after coming on to a man like Declan wasn't wise because he was easily the most powerful man at the party, both professionally and physically.
”I'm not a child, Declan. I know exactly what I'm doing. Do you need me to spell it out for you?” She tilted her head to one side inquiringly, wondering if he would take her up on her offer or if this was just a game to him.
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Then again, maybe she would anyway.
She stepped back and opened the door, suddenly nervous about her plan. ”I guess you're right,” she said, trying not to sound too eager. ”I will need some help.” Turning from him, she pulled her s.h.i.+rt over her head. She swore she heard Kyle's swiftly indrawn breath. She glanced into the mirror and saw the angry red gash start just below her shoulder blade to disappear beneath her bra clasp. She reached around her and unfastened the hooks. Her peach lace bra hung loosely on her shoulders, and she noticed Kyle trying hard not to look at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in the mirror.
She slipped the lingerie from her shoulders. ”The peroxide and some antibiotic ointment are in the medicine cabinet.”
Kyle opened the mirrored panel. She watched, noticing the light glow surrounding his skin. If it weren't for that, he'd look completely normal standing in her bathroom, reaching for the brown plastic bottle of peroxide. He grabbed several cotton b.a.l.l.s and turned his attention to her back. His movements seemed slow, as if he had to think about each action.
”This is going to sting a little. There's not much I can do about that.” He unscrewed the lid of the peroxide bottle and doused a cotton ball. ”Are you ready?”
”I'll be fine,” she said. His fingers brushed her skin, and tiny s.h.i.+vers darted from the touch. Her nipples pebbled, and she resisted the urge to cover her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with her hands. A soft fizzing sound filled the bathroom, and then the wound stung. Shay sucked in a quick breath and gritted her teeth.