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I was about to show her a part of my dark side, unravel a glimpse of who she was mated to, and though I was nervous, I was also excited.
Excitement is always a good sign.
"Ready?" I whispered against her lips. "You can't go back from here, Sweetness."
"I have no intentions to," she vowed. I couldn't fight the urge to not kiss her again, my hands moving to press against her cheeks - steadying her head so I could smother her in a heated kiss.
Her moan was priceless, the sound heightened by my own senses and encouraging me to keep going until we were panting and breathless.
"After we're done," she began, and I listened carefully to what she had to say, "can we do some painting? Like...privately? You and me?"
The inquiry was actually the first I'd ever heard. Sure, women loved to throw themselves at me left and right because of what I did as an artist -or how much I made as a global award-winning creator -but never had someone asked me to paint with them.
My shock must have shown in my face because she whispered, "Has no one asked to paint with you?"
"No," I admitted. "I mean...why would they? It's not their hobby."
"Just because it's not something they would usually do, that doesn't mean it's something they wouldn't wish to try," she reasoned. "At least for me, I'd want to learn and try what brings you joy and comfort."
My thumb stroked her cheek while I lowered my other hand to wrap around her, pulling her hot body against mine.
"That's the first time anyone has ever wished to do what I do. To try just painting," I quietly confessed. "You'd be up for that after we're done?"
"Yes," she boldly stated.
"I don't think you're comprehending what we're about to do, Sweetness," I reasoned with a low voice. Briefly, I felt Nico's energy rush through me. When I kissed her this time, I added a pinch of pain to my touch - the action making her flinch just slightly.
She wasn't expecting it, and I wanted to see if she'd pull away, but she only kissed me harder in return - her eyes opening to meet my half-opened ones. I watched slowly as she purposely bit the surface of my bottom lip, the action becoming harder and harder.
It felt like payback, yet the pain brought sizzling empowerment to me, all while I hungrily watched her tug on my bottom lip before releasing me.
"I'm comprehending everything just fine, Neo," she whispered. "I want to walk next to you, not hide behind you when things get bloody."
Her arms were around my neck and she was pressed into my body like we fit perfectly with one another. That addictive aroma of hers was pulling me in, consuming my senses, while her warmth was making it hard to not give in to the rushing temptation to have her there and then.
"Sweetness," I breathed against her lips while my hand squeezed her ass. "You're tempting me here."
"Good," she whispered and purposely nestled her head between my neck and shoulder to kiss and lightly bite my flesh. Shivers went through me. I could already picture myself fucking her. She sucked on my flesh and moved her hips to grind her lower half against my groin, stimulating my hardness.
"Now you have something to look forward to when we've finished business," she encouraged.
This woman is priceless.
With one last shared kissed, her hand was in mine as we walked through the space of hung artwork to the elevator. The basement was three floors down, the other two floors above used for art supplies, storage, an underground garage with three sports cars, and private, hidden storage of weaponry.
Spare weaponry.
We waited for the elevator to come up from the last floor. I always made it so the elevator would go down to the base floor as a safety precaution. If anyone found this place and tried to investigate without my approval or proper fingerprints, it would close off the basement down to the very elevator button disappearing from sight.
It was the best feature I had made, and thanks to a smart-as-hell mage with whom I had close connections with, I was able to create my perfect place for "playtime."
I realized as we waited that this was the first time I was bringing a woman down to my playroom. I’d gathered enough strength and confidence in a woman that I felt she wouldn't rat me out and watch my downfall.
I'd come too far to risk it, but with Willow being my mate, I could read her intentions.
The elevator arrived, and we walked into the golden box. My senses picked up her calmness, intrigued wonder, and a hint of bubbling excitement for what was to come. I wasn't expecting her to be happy with what was about to transpire, but after our earlier experience, maybe she couldn’t wait to see what I did behind the scenes.
Why I was one of the more dangerous ones in the Forbidden Pack.
