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Then Dylan looks at Valtu in surprise, noticing him for the first time. “Wait. Who the hell is this?”
Chapter29
Valtu
Iwake up to the sound of pounding waves, my eyes adjusting to the dark of the room. The clock reads two am and I groan. Jetlag is a bitch.
I roll over to look at Rose but she’s gone, her space in the bed empty.
Panic floods my mouth.
“Rose?” I say, sitting up, about to get out of bed, when I hear the sink running in the bathroom. I breathe out a heavy sigh of relief and sink back down into the mattress, pressing my hand over my chest as if it might calm it.
Ever since we left Istanbul, but I’m still on edge. Every little fucking thing makes me think that either Bellamy has risen from the dead or Atlas Poe has come back for his head. Or Leif suddenly falls back into his programming or whatever the hell Bellamy and his crew did to him and goes berserk, murdering everyone.
Learn to relax, I tell myself.Rose can handle herself anyway.
And that’s true. She proved it time and time again. During her battle with Bellamy, even though I missed most of it because he pressed pause on everyone, she was able to destroy him, using her powers as both a vampire and a witch and though I didn’t think it was possible, I fell even deeper in love with her. How could I not? With Mina and Lucy, and even Dahlia, I had never seen them do anything like that, but Rose was able to and she did it so well. She might be able to kickmyass and that turns me on more than anything.
Still, I get out of bed and go to check on her just in case.
I knock on the bathroom door and she opens it.
Totally naked.
My eyes roam over her body, dick immediately hard. “What are you doing?” I know she fell asleep with her t-shirt on, whereas I always sleep naked.
“Sorry, did I wake you? I was going to take a shower. I couldn’t sleep.”
“Me either. Jet lag.”
She nods, looking wired. “Jet lag and everything else.”
“It’s been a hell of a day,” I comment, stepping in the room. “I think you should let me take your mind off things.”
Her gaze drops to my cock, stiff and throbbing and begging for her attention.
“I can’t say no to that,” she says with a sly grin. “Though you already wore me out earlier.”
“Obviously not enough if you’re waking up in the middle of the night. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll sleep for days.”
She laughs, a throaty, breathy sound and then walks toward the shower. “A fuck that can erase jetlag? I’ll believe it when I see it,” she taunts, turning on the water.
Fuck, I love a challenge.
I stalk toward the shower, stepping inside the spray of hot water, then I grab her and twirl her around so that she’s pinned against the tiles. Water cascades down her back and I bend down, licking up her spine from the base of her ass to her neck.
“Want me to wash your hair before I take you?” I murmur, sliding a hand underneath the crease of her ass cheeks. “I could get you really clean before I get you so fucking dirty.”
She nods, already breathless and I pour out shampoo into my hand, massaging it into her hair with one hand while my other reaches around to her breasts, playing with them. The feel of her nipple hardening beneath my fingers sends a ripple of lust through my cock, and she gasps.
Pulling her wet hair back out of the way, I bite her earlobe, tasting the suds. I nip at her neck then suck a path to where the flesh of her neck and shoulder meet, one of the most sensitive areas of her body, a place where I can always disarm her. She immediately melts under my lips and she moans, pressing her ass back against my cock as she dips her head into the shower stream. “Make sure you use conditioner.”
“You’re not going to make it easy for me, are you?” I ask.
“Of course not. It’s not much of a challenge otherwise,” she teases, and I finish getting the rest of the shampoo out of her hair.
Then I take the conditioner and squeeze it out into my hand, running it through her scalp.
