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“Says who?”Saint inquired.“And shh. You’re going to make the others interested in what is transpiring here.”
“Color me intrigued,”Neo hummed.“So who’s going to go rain on Saint’s parade?”
“Me,”Onyx and Loki announced in unison.
All it took was three solid seconds before they were fighting.
“You copying piece a shit,”Onyx began.
“Envious that my brain works faster than yours?”Loki countered.“If you stopped copying my thought process, you’d be unique enough to catch Sweet’s attention.”
“She’s MY Sugar,”Onyx countered.
“And she’s MY Sweets,”Loki countered.“Probably would have dated me first, too. I’m the more attractive brother.”
“Fuck you!”Onyx snapped.
“All you can do is swear because you know it’s fucking true,”Loki teased.“Right, Sweets?”
“If you guys are gonna kill each other, can y’all do it outside the house?”Milo inquired.“I don’t want you two assholes waking Milika, and if you do, may the Goddess bless your souls on the way to paradise.”
That shut them up real quick before Neo chuckled.
“Let’s take this discussion outside the pack bond so we don’t wake Dimitris or Viktor. They don’t get much sleep to begin with.”
“Only if Saint tells us what he’s doing,”Onyx reasoned.
“Feeding Willow,”Saint concluded.“Bye, bye!”
I knew he’d pulled out of the conversation because he was focused on the present as he sat me onto the counter opposite the multiple shelves of various equipment. Gloves, IV bags, and other stuff I didn’t have much knowledge about.
"Now,” he began. “Where were we?”
I blinked a few times while trying to hide how my heart went from calm to galloping and my body tingled at the list of possibilities this moment of privacy could deliver.
“What does my Sweet Rose want me to do?” The way he said that made me unsure if it was him or his dark side. I swallowed the lump in my throat while my body felt like it was on fire. Saint lightly squeezed the sides of my hips before he pulled me closer so that he was right between my spread legs.
His hot breath teased my neck as he waited for my answer, and his low chuckle only further stimulated me by pressing me right against his body. Even with his simple attire of black joggers and a short sleeve top, I could feel the lines of his chiseled frame beneath the thin fabric.
Our closeness was driving me insane, and my inhales were as uneven as my exhales while he purposely took his time moving up my neck. His lips never touched my feverish flesh that was screaming for what he could deliver in an instant.
“I can’t hear you,” he prompted, his husky voice taunting my ear. My body was going wild from the inside out and he knew the sole culprit to this pleasurable madness was all him. “Does this side not turn you on the way my dark side does?”
“That’s not it,” I managed to breathe. It was so fucking opposite.
“Then?”
I shyly searched his eyes, and he didn’t hesitate to lean back enough to meet my pleading gaze. “I want…you to kiss my hand again.”
If there was any way to feel that sensation one more time, I’d totally jump back in time just to enjoy whatever sensational magic that moment held.
He didn’t hesitate to appease me - his hand finding mine, which still tingled from the new mark that I had to assume would be no different from the one Jayce gave me.
An imprint.
He lifted my hand slowly between us, his hooded eyes dancing between black and blue while he admired the detailed lines in the new magic circle.
“Hmph. You actually did a good fucking job,” he muttered to himself before he pressed those chilled lips against the middle of my palm.
