Sebastian nodded. “He’s fine, and I think you’re right about you stealing the power of others, only instead of taking August’s power, you took some of his curse and even though you can’t kill him, you still brought him down for a short while.”
“That makes sense… It’s this,” I pointed to his hand resting on my leg, “that doesn’t make sense to me.”
His touch was but a soft, dull ache of desire this time around and I wondered why. I didn’t feel so crazy and out of control. I just felt like snuggling up to him, which was just as weird.
He smirked, gripping my leg lightly. “Well… While you slept all night, I’ve had time to think about that. My curse is different from August’s in the way that it affects me. You end up helping me instead of hurting me when you take my sin which explains why my cock knocked you out like a heavy dose of Nyquil.”
I felt my entire body burn with heat and embarrassment. “That doesn’t explain why it feels so…”
“So…” He waited for me to elaborate with a slight smirk.
I looked away again. “You know how it feels when we touch.”
“Oh, that.” He chuckled before he yanked me toward him. I caught myself with both my palms slapping his chest—then could do nothing but gasp as he leaned off the headboard, twisted us around so that I was on bottom, and got between my legs. “That’s letting you know that you are meant to be mine.”
He went for my sheet, but I gripped it tighter against me. He leaned down closer, his breath hitting my neck and face. I shivered with yearning. “Keep yourself covered up if you think that’s enough to separate what you feel.”
And I realized what he meant as his eyes traveled over my lips before greeting them with a gentle, teasing touch. He kissed me softly, leisurely until I was lifting my head up to meet him halfway, then he invaded with his tongue, dove straight in, pulling me into an inferno of passion and greedy hunger for more of what he offered. He ground his erection into me as he kept my mouth occupied with his. This might be my new favorite thing—no, thiswas my favorite thing, his lips on mine. I couldn’t think of anything better than the swarm of butterflies that resided in my stomach because of him. We went on like that forever until I was gasping for air and clinging to his defined shoulders. He slid his hand up the sheet and ran it over my hip possessively, or at least I was willing to beg him to lay claim to me with the way he ravished me with kisses alone. And in this long, drawn-out make-out session with Sebastian, I felt thoroughly pleasured in a way that had my chest tightening at the thought of us breaking apart. I couldn’t explain it, the bone-deep sadness that washed over me at the thought of parting our lips, disconnecting our bodies, even for a moment.
I wished to stay here, drowning in the confines of his mouth and arms, and become anew again when he brought me back with a kiss once more.
Even the darkness was utterly silent inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and teased and tasted him with my tongue, over and over until I could no longer see myself anywhere else but next to him.
His phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled us apart, taking a gulp of air for himself as he smothered me with an intense expression before moving off me.
As soon as he checked his messages, he sighed, then asked, “Ready, Izzie?”
“Am I coming too?” I asked in a slight daze. I felt feverish and achy.
“Do you want to stay or come with me?”
This was a pivotal point in the relationship between me and the Reaper. Or at least for me. I just knew he was worth whatever this feeling might be. Letting the sheet fall off me, his eyes blackened as he took in every nook and groove of my body. “I want to go with you,” I told him.
His pupils went back to normal before he spoke, but the intensity was still there. “With me is where you’ll stay.”
Fourteen
Sebastian
Ihad to leave the room as Izzie got dressed so I wouldn’t pounce on her. I could still taste her on my lips. I rubbed my hand over my chest absentmindedly.
No need to keep touching her, yet that was all I wanted to do.
My phone buzzed. It was another text from Payne telling me to hurry. I sighed and shoved it back in my pocket. It would be great if I could lick every inch of Izzie’s body and bury every inch of myself in her, but reality had a way of knocking you off your feet, not in a good way either.
Remembering all the children who had been kidnapped and killed so far along with the chance it was happening again somewhere else put a damper on my lust.
“Is everything okay?” I hadn’t realized Izzie had stepped outside the room. She tilted her head and bit her lip in this sexy way when she was worried or embarrassed. Right now, she seemed worried. I relaxed the crinkles in my forehead to ease her anxiety.
“I just wish we knew what was really going on,” I told her softly. “I don’t like wondering how many more children are being sacrificed for one demon’s plan.”
“Never realized how much Reapers do until now.” There was a smile on her lips. “I’m not much, but you offered meprotection. The least I can do is return the favor and help with finding out what’s going on.”
“Don’t worry, Izzie, I’ll make time to fuck you in the process.”
“And he’s back,” she muttered, and I grinned as she slipped on her gloves. “Shall we?” I offered my hand, and she took it.
I faded us to the destination Payne had given me. When we arrived, Payne and surprisingly August were already there. August saw Isabella with me and straightened his back as he approached. “You have the face of a princess and the touch of the plague, I do believe I’ll keep a good distance between us.” I knew he was teasing, but he had a way of making everything he said come out like an insult.
