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I was slightly confused as to why he said ‘me’ and not Freyja. What did Freyja have to do with him?
“I was in love once. As silly as that may sound, and the detailsreallydon’t matter. The woman that I loved left me, and I guess I never truly got over that…”
I moved to sit onthechaise, and I squirmed a little as I sat.
Domenico’s words echoing in my head.
Don’t be afraid, you can trust me.
“And is that woman Freyja?” I asked, eager to hear his answers so I could escape this sexual tension that slowly formed at the bottom of my belly.
He laughed at this. “Hardly, but Freyja doesknowher.”
Ah, okay, she had information he needed, it made sense. Now I just needed to know where exactly he kept her, that way I could reassure Charity she was safe and in good health.
Domenico stood from the desk, and his musky smell wafted around me, like a comforting blanket. He leaned against the headrest; his large hands very close to me. I shivered, feeling a pull of possessiveness and protection rolling off of him.
I craved being handled, wanted those instructions of exactly what to do and how to do it. I had become reliant on it, and it became a comfort to me at my lowest times.
“Do you remember the night that I caught you…in the bath…?”
My cheeks reddened at the remark, and I felt my cock move as I recounted the night when I was only seventeen, and I couldn’t keep my hand off myself anymore. My cock had become a separate entity, something foreign, angry. A need for release that I wasn’t even familiar with yet.
Fiona had been changing in the boys’ quarters after a flood had ruined all her things. I remembered her crying, and curious as I was, ran to see who needed comfort. I stopped short, her naked body displayed to me. She had shrieked, and shooed me away, but not before I had a full picture of her round tits and pink tips. Wisps of blonde hair curled just above her swollen pubis, and I had licked my lips like an animal.
I told myself it would only be a few absent-minded strokes—just to take the throb away, but the feeling of my own hand heavy on my cock…stroking myself into a pleasure-laced fog…
“I remember…”
He squeezed my knee, then gently worked his way up my thigh.
I looked down at his hand, then to his face, soft and smiling.
“I was so patient and forgiving with you, and I would like you to give me that same patience and forgiveness with me now.”
I nodded, biting my lip, and I felt my cock grow hard beneath his hand.
“Good boy.”
16
DANTE
WALES 1646: THE PAST
“I know. I alreadyknowof the babe.”
He was seething mad, but not with Lilith, with me.
“Then how did you justlet hergo?”
“And what was I to do, Dante? Tie her up? Cage her? I loved her.”
I stopped pacing in his dark office, and when I faced him, his face had fallen and he looked tired, ancient. Good looks were something that kept our true identities safely hidden, and today he looked every bit his age.
“She wanted freedom, she wantedworship.And that’s exactly what I gave her…and it still wasn’t good enough.”
I scrubbed my face, and now I felt anger at him, anger for letting a walking Goddess leave us all.
