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At least since it’s winter, it is mild enough, even in southern California, that I can get away with wearing long-sleeved tops or hoodies. So that won’t cause too much of an issue.
“You cool if I happen to kiss or lick the cuts after?” Caelan says lightly, but something about his tone feels like he’s very much hoping I’ll say yes. I grin.
“Yeah. I’d like that. I mean, if it’s safe? With the blood?”
Caelan laughs. “You really think beings as powerful as we are would ever be bothered by any human diseases or shit? We can’t catch anything from you. You can’t catch anything from us.”
I swallow, trying to shove aside the mental images of thattongueof his curling against the bloodied wounds, his lips stained red.Fuck.Maybe it’s not just a knife kink he’s got me hooked on but a goddamn blood kink as well.
Elias can see how badly my focus is wavering. We’ve talked long enough about the minor details of kinks. “What about aftercare?” he prompts.
I pause for a moment, wrenching my attention back. “Oh. Right. I’m not actually sure. I’ve never really done a real scene or anything in-depth enough to warrant that. Last time was really good, though. Getting to have a bath with Caelan, being held for a bit. I guess I’d like that again?”
“Caelan?”
Caelan directs his reply to me, “’Course, if I cut you up, I’ll take care of you afterward. I’m not that much of a dick.”
“What about you?” I ask, and the two of them share a small frown of confusion.
“Uh, us?” Caelan says.
“Do you need me to do anything for you afterward? Like, for aftercare?”
Caelan snorts, then laughs. “Shannon, we’re demons.”
“Doesn’t mean you don’t have feelings,” I maintain.
“I don’t think we require any care, darling,” Elias says, but softly. He’s not laughing like Caelan is. “However, that is sweet of you to take it into consideration.”
I catch Elias’ eyes. I can’t read his expression at all, something utterly unfathomable in the depths of his gaze, but the intensity with which he’s looking at me makes my heart jolt. He looks like he’s moments away from pinning me down and kissing me senseless or making love to me until I forget how to speak. Just having him staring at me like that, trapped beneath his gaze, is already enough to have me grow flustered and breathless.
He’s looked at me with plenty of lust before, but this is,damn.
“You two done eye-sexing?” Caelan interrupts.
I finally manage to break the eye contact, turning away and coughing, trying to cover how much of an effect that look alone was having on me.
“A-anyway,” I stutter.
Elias smiles. “Safe words. Do you have any preferences?”
“Not really. Just the traffic light system would be okay by me.”
“That’s fine.” He nods before gesturing for me to continue. “Would you be so kind as to define each of your colors for us, just to ensure we are all on the same page?”
“Green for everything’s good, please continue. Yellow to pause things briefly and talk it through if there’s an issue or something that needs changing or addressing, red to immediately end the scene,” I reel off.
Elias seems satisfied with that. “Perfect.” He glances at Caelan.
“Works for me.”
That seems to be everything for the time being. There's still so much more we could cover, but we’ve been talking for a long time already, and the impatience builds into something difficult to bear. I justwant them.
Elias gestures me over, and I nearly stumble in my enthusiasm to climb into his lap. He takes hold of my hips and drags me against him, his own impatience showing in the roughness of his grip and the harshness of his kiss as he finally brings our lips together.
It steals my breath away immediately. One of Elias’ hands stays on my hip while the other lifts to cup the back of my neck and pull me close. His lips are so firm and insistent, so damn passionate.
That’s the best word for it.
