Page 23 of Sweet Revenge


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Reaching up, she placed a finger against his lips, cutting him off. “Nothing is going to happen to me. As ridiculous as it might seem, I’m the freaking Goddess of Revenge now.” Moving her hand to the side, she stroked his cheek. “It’s my turn to protect you.”

He let out a wheezing laugh. “Yeah, about that. Exactly when did this happen?”

Kingston started stroking her back with his big hand, distracting her until she could barely focus on their conversation anymore. Even that slight touch was enough to send electrical currents of need surging through her body. She wanted him, needed him, and that was beginning to overshadow everything else.

“It’s a long story.” She cocked her head to the side. “I promise to tell you everything later, but right now, I need to know how the hell were you able to fight this terrible need for so long. I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t kiss you soon.”

His lips curved into a seductive smile, and he pulled her closer. “I guess you could say I’m a glutton for punishment. I’ve had three long years to live with this ache. I wouldn’t say it gets any easier. I sort of just got used to it.”

She shook her head slowly. “Never. I’ll never get used to it.”

“You won’t have to since we’re together now. I mean, we are together, aren’t we?” His arms tightened reflexively around her waist, pulling her closer as if some unseen force might try to steal her away from him. “A part of me can’t believe this is really happening.”

“It’s real. You are mine, and I’m yours.”

“Say it again,” he demanded.

“I’m yours. Now, kiss me, Kingston. We’ve waited long enough.”

Kingston did as she’d asked without hesitation. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against hers in a soft, reverential kiss. She tasted like glory, sinfully sweet, just like the confections she made, and he immediately wanted more.

He wanted everything from her.

Throwing away all of the careful planning and caution he’d been holding onto over the past three years wasn’t easy, though. His fear and worry for her safety superseded his own selfish lust. Despite sensing the powerful presence of magical wards surrounding the area, he wanted to get her inside where he knew she’d be tucked away from prying eyes.

He swept her up into his arms and started toward the enchanting treehouse, but before he could take another step, he felt a swirl of magic as she teleported them directly into a spacious bedroom. He'd expected the interior of the treehouse to match the exterior in size but was surprised to see the bedroom was actually several times larger than it should have been.

The circular room looked like it had been built directly in the center of a massive tree, with a single wall that resembled gray and black bark. The room was decorated in resplendent dark blue and silver, from the gossamer curtains draped over the open windows and around the canopied bed to the luxurious bedding that covered the enormous lake-sized mattress.

They must have been on the top floor because, rather than a normal ceiling, there was a slanted roof entirely made of large, triangular windowpanes that allowed the natural sunlight to shine through. When they were lying in bed at night, they would be able to look up at an unobstructed view of the moon and starlight shining overhead. It was a magical feature, merging the comfort of being inside with the natural splendor of being outdoors.

Sitting down on the edge of the massive bed that was covered with a midnight blue blanket that shifted to dark silver in the light, he positioned Autumn so she was draped comfortably across his lap. He knew the moment she felt his steel-hard cock beneath her ass, but there was nothing he could do about that. It seemed to be his natural state whenever he was around her.

He started to move her, then he let out a low groan when she deliberately shifted and squirmed against him. In order to get the little tease to stop torturing him, he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her in place. She’d always been beautiful, but her goddess glow-up had made her absolutely stunning. So much so that it was hard to believe she really belonged to him.

Her new deity status was difficult to wrap his head around. Being given such a gorgeous, powerful mate was a wondrous gift, and he was having a hard time believing his change of luck so drastically after all of the hardships he’d faced. All the pain and suffering he’d gone through was worth it since it had brought him to this moment.

To finally being able to claim Autumn as his mate.

He stroked his hand through her thick hair, feeling the silky strands slide between his fingers as proof to himself that she really was there with him. That she wasn’t just a figment of his imagination. She was the dark dream he’d hidden deep within his heart, afraid to ever let it see the light of day.

But here he was, basking in the brilliant glow of her smile.

Kingston wanted to kiss and touch every inch of her. He wanted to unleash his desire and finally experience all the things he’d been fantasizing about over the last three years. However, he didn’t want to rush things. Autumn deserved better than that, so he was determined to treat her like the precious treasure she was instead of simply pouncing on her like some feral beast.

All his good intentions went out the fucking window the moment she griped his face in her hands and took his mouth in a hard, hot kiss. It was a claiming kiss. A kiss that promised passion and demanded his reciprocation.

He had wanted to take his time, but that kiss was enough to ignite a firestorm of need inside of him. He grabbed hold of the back of her neck and fused their mouths together more firmly. When her lips parted, he gladly took the opening she offered. His tongue twined with hers, stroking and tasting as her hands began tugging at his shirt.

“Off,” she panted against his lips. “I need everything off now. Please, Kingston. I feel like I’m on fire. I’m burning alive.”

Her words thrilled him.

Normally, transitioning from friends to lovers took time, but the mating bond was driving them both insane with lust. If she wanted to give in to the frantic need pulsing between them, then he was done holding back. Flipping her down onto the bed, he hovered over her, careful not to crush her smaller body under his full weight. When she lifted her head to try to kiss him again, he pulled away, keeping their lips a breath apart.

“You’re a goddess now,” he reminded. “If you want our clothes off, then do it. No, not with your hands. I dare you to take them off using your magic.”

Autumn heard the teasing challenge in his voice, and she immediately felt a flash of heat shoot straight to her core. While he’d always seemed reserved around her, she had watched him joking around with his friends enough to know he had a wicked sense of humor.

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