Page 8 of Deals and Daggers


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“Tell me, Lyra Sol,” Alek mumbled against my mouth. “What is it you need?”

I pulled away just enough to look into his wild eyes. His perfect hair was now a mess, his shirt bunched around his waist above my thighs.

“Everything you can give me,” I answered. “Every single bit of you.”

The teasing smirk slowly melted from his face. “You sure about that?” he asked.

I wasn’t smiling anymore, either. Not now, not when I wanted him to feel the seriousness of my words. “I need you, Alek. Always.”

His jaw tightened, and for a second, I thought he was going to set me down.

But a moment later, Alek was walking, carrying me out of the room and into the dark hallway.

I squealed when he pressed my back against the wall, slamming his mouth into mine like it pained him to stay away.

I clung to him as I kissed him back just as fiercely.

One of Alek’s hands held me around his waist while the other trailed up my torso. I quickly ripped the leather jacket off my shoulders, tossing it into the hallway and sighing in relief when Alek instantly felt closer.

But I needed more.

I lifted my hips and ground against him, pulling his lower lip between my teeth as he moaned.

And hell, the sound alone was enough to send me into a frenzy.

Alek pushed us away from the wall and carried me into another room—a bedroom.

A scream escaped me when he threw me onto the bed.

But he was there in an instant, covering my body with his and holding himself above me as he grazed the length of my body with his free hand.

“You have no idea how crazy you make me.” His hand slipped beneath my shirt.

My breath hitched. “I think I might have an idea.”

I tried to reach for Alek’s shirt, but he gripped both of my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand. “Patience, Lyra,” he teased. “I want to burn every single piece of this into my memory.”

“And what about me?” My voice came out in a rushed breath. “I don’t get to remember this?”

He nipped at my earlobe, my jaw, my collarbone. “Oh, I’ll make you remember every second.”

Then he was lifting my shirt up, discarding the material in one swift motion before reclaiming his grasp on my wrists.

When his mouth met my bare skin, I shivered and arched against him, giving him everything he wanted.

Hell, anything he asked for would be his. Especially when his mouth felt that damn good.

He devoured my body, leaving no inch of skin untouched as he made his way to the button of my jeans. A few seconds later, those were gone, too.

“Beautiful,” he muttered.

Before I could breathe, before I could think, he was kneeling before me, grazing my inner thigh with that devious mouth of his.

“Alek,” I moaned.

His mouth worked higher, higher.

“Keep saying my name like that, and I’ll only want to devour you even more.”

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