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I had to use my other hand to slap over my mouth to muffle my moan - my eyes closing shut as my whole body went from hot to cold. It should have been a painful shift, but it simply invited a wave of blissfulness that had me shaking and far too close to an orgasm.
It was crazy how a simple touch to the palm of my hand was inches away from bringing me over the edge of sexual oblivion.
“But I can do better,” Saint muttered against my flesh, and when he kissed my hand again, the chilled fury that tantalized my flesh sent me right over the edge as I came just like that. It was mind-blowing to me, my pussy quaking like I’d just had the best ‘sex in the supply closet’ moment any woman could experience.
He pulled away after a few seconds, and I saw that my hand was trembling. I realized the design seemed to have been outlined with a layer of glowing white markings. It outlined the new imprint, as if acting like the black marking’s shadow, only it illuminated so nicely, all I could do was turn my hand to face me so I could truly admire its tranquil appearance.
“Wow,” I breathed and slowly peeled my eyes away so I could return them to the pair of blue jewels that admired me carefully. “So you’re jealous of your dark side?”
I doubted he was prepared for the question. His expression was completely clueless while he blinked a few times as if he needed to really fathom what I’d just asked.
“What?” he finally replied.
“You’re jelly of your dark alter ego Saint?” I clarified.
“What makes you think that?” he pondered.
“You just outlined the very marking he just gave me so you could feel superior,” I voiced like it was obvious because, to me, it was.
He actually had to think about it, to the point that I gave up.
“Let’s just fuck and get out of here before we get caught.”
He arched an eyebrow in question at me. “You wanna fuck?”
“You just made me orgasm and you think I’m not gonna wanna ride your pony?”
“Well...” He paused. “Ya?”
“Men.” I shook my head. “Where’s your wiener?”
“Safely tucked in my tight boxers,” he replied like I’d been asking a serious question. “We can’t fuck here.”
“Why?” I inquired.
“Someone’s at the door.”
Why did that make me hornier?
“We’re never going to get you fed and to the photo studio if we fuck,” he voiced before adding, “Stay completely still.”
That was going to be a challenge if he kept looking at me like I was a fucking snack he wished to devour. He looked to the door as if trying to determine if whoever was in the hall was going to enter, but I was trying not to wiggle and press my legs together to stop the pulsing of my pussy. It was just so intense, to the point that I was thinking of risking it just to get my fingers between my legs and pumping into my desperate pussy.
“Willow,” Saint groaned when I tried to move. “Patience, baby,” he pleaded with me.
I bit my lip and watched him as he continued to listen in. Just when I thought nothing would happen, he quickly hooked an arm around my waist and pulled me off the counter and into his arms. I was about to ask what he was planning, but the door began to open and my heart wouldn’t hammer fast enough against my chest.
For a moment the door remained completely still, and I realized from the sudden dizziness that it had to be my doing because of the stillness of time.
“Shit,” I croaked, but Saint had me in his grasp before I felt the sudden surge from behind me as another arm wrapped around my weak frame. The touch immediately triggered a wave of calm as I further leaned back against the familiar chiseled frame of bulkiness.
“Loki?” Saint questioned.
“Use your conceal magic,” he instructed in haste. “I’ll expand it.”
Saint didn’t ask questions. He just went with the flow before Loki whispered in my ear, “Let go, Sweets. We’ve got you.”
That was enough for me to calm completely down and let go of the panicked urge to keep time still. The door opened the next second, and two nurses walked right in, heading towards the shelves.
