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OYE
The music boomed through the speakers, as Oye took another shot. She’d spent the last two weeks drinking, serving drinks and working at the orphanage only to be questioned every time she accidentally cut herself.
This feeling of missing someone was a terrible thing to be left with. She had done her best to bury her feelings down deep, but they kept resurfacing. Every time she saw the damn sky she thought of him and even though she knew he was searching for her. She purposely spent most of her time in the locked away Nerium Chamber at Lanias’s place.
Running away wasn’t brave, but it was her only recourse. He would give up soon, he couldn’t keep this up forever.
She wasn’t worth him chasing after her for so long.
Oye grabbed up her bottle she’d bought and turned away from the bar to watch the bodies moving in the dark. Her own foot tapping to the music, which made her want to move. The sight of couples coming together and parting as shadows against the wall had her in a melancholy mood.
“Found you.”
She stiffened at the sight of the shadows changing and moving, the dark of the club grew. Her skin prickled, as she felt the reality fall away. The only thing visible were two eyes, like burning sapphires hanging in midair.
“Oye.”
The bottle she’d been drinking slipped from her fingers and was absorbed by the inky blackness. As blues eyes appeared in the darkness cutting into their intensity.
“Castian,” she whispered both in apprehension and hope.
Those burning blue eyes disappeared. She took a step forward, only to feel something latch around her ankle.
“Tsk, tsk don’t move.”
Her breath caught as more of her body was lashed. Her arms and legs bound, as she felt something wet press against her neck. He grabbed the edge of her high cut cropped t-shirt, and a tearing sound filled the abyss he’d brought her to.
His large hand resting on her skin, he released a sigh that sounded like relief. “This—I missed.”
She shuddered, her whole body reacting to his presence as she felt herself tighten. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to him. His hand that was pressed against her belly drew back so that only his two fingers remained, and he slowly slid them down.
“Castian, I—” Her face was turned, and she felt his lips claim hers.
The taste of something she’d craved over since she’d parted with him. The spicy oak scent filling her noise and his dark brandy taste reminded her of those passion filled days.
The sensation of raw black magic and madness burning against her skin made her moan in need.
His arms held her tight and secure, as he ripped his lips away from hers. Breathing harshly, he pressed his forehead against hers.
“This-this is a dream,” she whispered, even as she stared into his eyes knowing deep down it was all real. “We can’t.”
“We can.” He insisted on taking her hand and intertwining their fingers. “We will, again, and again till you can’t even think of running away.”
His fingers that’d been pressed to her stomach, drew down to her slit. He breathed in her gasp of need. Her hands opened and closed in her bonds.
Castian bent down taking the warm chocolate tip of her breast into his mouth. Her body arched into him.
She was drunk, her body loose and willing.
Oye had never feared the night, in fact it made her feel more secure in his arms. As he stroked along her slit, she rubbed against the pressure, her thighs widening. She wanted more from him, but he continued at the same pace, never increasing the pressure.
He retook her lips, giving her those breathless, wet kisses that caused her pussy to drool. She wanted more, “Cas, more.”
He shook his head drawing back, he smirked his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “I’m going to drive you mad, just like you do me.”
The tether around her hand was released, he grabbed her hand and pulled it down to the groin that pressed against the zipper of his jeans. His breathing was intense, against her cheek. “Feel this. This is my proof to you how much I want you,” he breathed out.
