I blinked, processing what he’d said. “Is there anything up there that can hurt me?”
He looked confused. “Of course there is,” he said. “Humans are incredibly fragile and even taking a wrong step could cause you pain.”
I chuckled. “Let me reword that. Did you set up things that are meant to deliberately cause me pain or injury?”
He looked aghast. “Of course not!”
“That’s good,” I said with a nod. I was dying to see what he’d done upstairs, but I needed to say something first. “You disappeared. You didn’t say goodbye or anything, you just vanished right while I was having a good time.”
He dropped his head. “I know. I acted badly. I’d never felt anything like I did with you, and it scared me.”
“You’d never felt anything like that,” I repeated. “Like what?”
He rubbed his hands over his face and said something that was completely muffled.
“Drop your hands and say that again,” I ordered.
He shoved his hands in his jeans’ pockets and met my gaze. “My appearance might seem human to you, but I’m not. I’ve never needed to urinate or defecate. Until that moment with you, my genitals have been nothing but decoration. Then suddenly my cock is filled with blood and ejaculates. I felt things I’ve never experienced before. It was both wonderful and horrible all at the same time. I was embarrassed and confused.”
I made a creature thousands of years old come in his pants and it was his first orgasm. A sense of intense desire washed over me.
“Out of all the men and women you’ve met over the years, I’m the only one you’ve ever been attracted to?" I questioned.
“Yes.” The word was whispered as he took a step closer to me.
“You’ve probably had thousands of opportunities to be with the most beautiful people in history, but you’ve only ever wanted me?”
He took another step. “Yes.”
He was standing right in front of me now. I kept my eyes locked on his, my heart pounding with anticipation.
“I want you too,” I murmured. I reached up and cupped his cheek. “Before we go any further, I need you to promise me one thing.”
“Anything,” he stated with absolute conviction.
“Don’t disappear like that ever again,” I said.
He didn’t pretend not to understand. “I won’t.”
I moved my hand to the back of his neck and pulled his face closer to mine. “I’m going to kiss you now,” I whispered, then put my lips to his.
Chapter 8
Vie
All my carefully laid out plans vanished the moment Willow kissed me. My entire world narrowed to the feel of her lips against mine. When she licked her tongue across the seam of my lips, I opened. She deepened the kiss, and my cock did the same thing it had done last time—it filled with blood. Pain made me suck in a breath as it pressed hard against my zipper.
I needed to get free of my clothing, but Inola warned me to talk to Willow about what she liked before we did anything intimate.
Wait, did that include kissing? Had I messed up already?
The fear of losing Willow just because I didn’t follow Inola’s steps gave me the strength to pull away from the kiss.
“I need to know what you like,” I panted. “I need to know so I can make this good for you. Tell me everything.”
She blinked, then gave me a sweet smile. “I will, but maybe we could start with more kissing. I like the way you kiss.”
“Yes,” I agreed and lowered my face to hers.
