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I lick my lips, remembering a similar night. Perhaps it’s time for a leap of faith. My heart squeezes. “Valentine’s Day is not for another two weeks. That’s when the blood moon comes to full harvest. What if we tried something a little more…exploratoryuntil then?” I bite my lower lip, remembering the night he proposed it while I bathed in layers of roses.
“Hmm, I do believe I like where you’re headed, Princess.” Neo sets down the decanter and approaches me again with his shades gathering into my hair. “Instead of rushing, you intend tosavor, do you? I suppose marriage is built on compromise.”
I lick my lips and consider to myself, consider what Thanatos said abouttemptingDestruction. I can’t give myself to him in full, not when he’s still bound to Lux. But I’d be a fool to say all compromise is evil. No, I won’t deny myself some hope of tempting that heart, nor will I deny my body. For months, I’ve spent every night in his bed, imagining him there with me, imagining his body backed up to mine, lips kissing my brow, mouth rubbing all the curves of my body.
We had one night, one blindingly beautiful night together, and my heart still shudders, my sex still glows at the thought of the memory. It can’t be like that yet, but maybe it doesn’t have to be.
So, I plant my hand on his stalwart chest, fingers curling into his brand, staking my future claim on that heart while murmuring, “Let’s just say I’m willing to bereasonable.”
Neo curves a strong hand at the back of my neck. I inhale deeply as he secures his fortress around me while he brings his mouth to mine in a seal of approval. Just one plundering kiss to knock the wind from me before he concludes, “Looks like we will need to choose a safe word. Shall we start tonight?”
“Only if we make it a challenge.” I smile from ear to ear, already getting a fox-like idea.
“Color me intrigued, Princess.”
“No touchies…with our hands.”
Neo grins.
* * *
“Are you ready?”Neo questions me from the opposite side of the room as I stand before his bed in nothing but my robe from earlier. His shades tickle the back of my neck and unbind the robe ties at my waist. Sweat swarms my skin, bred from my fear, my vulnerability.
Taking a deep breath because I’d requested him to go first, wanting to save my plan for the end, I slowly exhale my simple word, “Yes.”
He turns off the lights. His shades relieve me of my robe. We wouldn’t need any candles. My whole body is a candle. Gold dust besprinkles all my flesh with the highlight strands of my hair like halcyon veins of frost. Nothing but Neo’s shades and the shafts of a half-blood moon bathe my figure. And the halo wedding ring—a kiss of cold silver to the rest of my star-dusted figure.
“Lie down on the coverlet, Elysia,” Neo directs me without moving. I smirk because he didn’t say which way. I voice as such when a low growl issues from his throat after I’ve laid upon my belly. “Touché, Princess. But I’m flexible. Close your eyes.”
As soon as I do, Neo’s mouth rubs the back of my head, brushing aside my curls because his hands are forbidden tonight. Upon exposing my neck, he inhales, sharply and deeply, tracing the sickle mark with something…softand airy. It titillates my skin. He trails it to my shoulder blades, and I shiver and squeeze the muscles in my back.
“Would you like to guess?” Neo hums and continues that wispy caress light as a glitter fleck down my spine.
I whimper a little when he drags whatever it is toward the side of my body, tickling the outer swell of my breast. The heat of desire rises within me. “Oh!” I moan when he caresses the skin between my thighs, startling me with that airy tickle. I tread on the protection of the safe word, but instead, I hone it like a power, like a scythe blade. That familiar warmth whirlpools in my belly, that thrill of liquid gold dripping down my thighs.
“I’ll give you a clue…” Neo rubs his mouth along my shoulder blades, a hinting kiss, “It’s quite fitting,Halo-bearer. Do not open your eyes,” he warns.
“Your hair?” I wonder, considering what is bound around my wedding ring.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…I’ll have to punish you for that, Elysia,” promises Neo in a predatory voice. I clench my eyes and thighs as he continues, “And I’m afraid I’ll be breaking a little rule to do so, fully anticipating your punishment in return.”
Neo brings his palm down in a strike upon my bottom. Not like fire but like an…ember. I flinch but find myself appreciating how the heat blooms across my skin.
Then, he leans in and purrs, “This is how I should have spanked you from the beginning, Elysia…”
I open my mouth with a silent gasp.
“I didn’t hear your safe word, my love,” he hints while rubbing the site where he spanked.
“I-I didn’t give it.”
Crack!Another strike, a harder one more like a fresh burst of flame, lands on my backside. He massages his shades into the site, spreading a chill over the burning flesh. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him. How he roots his eyes to my ass, approving, admiring, capturing. Molten heat slicks my insides, pooling between my legs at his undivided attention.
So, I lean into it, lifting my hips ever so subtly to accept…and welcome.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, Elysia. Is this too much?” He slams his hand down on my left globe. Harder than before.
I tremble but take a deep breath and shake my head, whimpering, “N-no, not too much.”
