“When? How does he do it?”
“He—He lifts her dress,” I answered while arching my back.
Shadowy tendrils appeared and began to climb my torso. I pushed my chest out, eager for that light touch to pass over my beaded nipples. They did. It made my flesh tingle with yearning, but it didn’t stop with that sweep over my skin. The shadows, like invisible hands, pushed my shirt up and kept it held in place around my shoulders so that Dante could stare at my bare breasts from his place between my thighs.
“Like this?” he asked.
I nodded hard and squeezed his horn tighter in an effort to get his face in closer to where I wanted it. “He laid her back on his bed, and—and licked her pussy.”
His tongue flicked over my clit quickly, and I nearly screamed over the ecstasy that followed each pass. “Like this?” His tongue slowed until it circled and toyed around the edge of the nub at a leisurely pace. “Or like this?”
“Harder,” I moaned, my body shaking. “Faster.”
“He wanted her cunt so bad, he can’t go slow,” Dante told me as though he were embodying Naberius right now. His tongue rubbed and toyed with me at a quickening pace. “He can’t control himself because her pussy tastes so good.”
“Yes!” I moaned, dropping the notebook to grab both of his horns. “Yes!”
“She’s screaming his name, isn’t she?” Dante demanded between sucking and licking my clit. “Scream it, baby. Scream it like she does.”
“D-Dante!”
“Cum for me, Star. Cum for me like Alina cums for Naberius.”
My entire body quaked as I came apart on Dante’s tongue. He growled, licking up every bit of my release like he couldn’t get enough of the taste. I worked to catch my breath and watched Dante through hooded eyes as he placed a reverent kiss on my sensitive pussy.
He grinned at me, his face still partially hidden between my thighs. “Thank you for the meal. I can’t wait to read that scene for myself and remember this moment as I do. We can reenact it fully when I have more time.”
I couldn’t help but laugh softly at that. I liked the idea that the scene would forever have this moment tied to it. I alsoreallyliked the idea of fully performing it together one day.
Dante replaced my clothes before sweeping me into his arms. He cradled me, but instead of shadow-walking us, he carried me through the house toward his room.
“No shadow-walking?”
“That’s a fast way to travel. I don’t want to go fast right now. I want every second I can get with you before I have to get back.”
My heart fluttered. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his broad shoulder. “I’m glad you came.”
We reached his room, and he laid me back in my spot. Penelope and Franklin stirred and noticed us. Dante patted both of their heads until they resettled. With the four of us lying huddled on Dante’s bed, I was struck by how much I loved this—loved being here, loved my assembled family, loved the direction I was heading in.
Was I always going to be a work in progress? Probably. But I was starting to be okay with that. My broken edges weren’t something to be ashamed of, because they’d led me here to my little family of a demon and capybaras. I was at peace.
Mostly.
“Something on your mind?” Dante asked.
“I was just thinking about how happy I am right now.”
He raised a brow. He reached across the tan lumps between us to rub his thumb over my bottom lip, which I realized I was worrying between my teeth. “But?”
I blew out a small sigh. “But … there’s a few things I want to do but am too afraid to.”
“Like?”
“One of them is …” I swallowed hard. Normally, I would’ve kept these kinds of thoughts to myself, but I knew I didn’t have to do that with Dante. Even if he didn’t agree, he wouldn’t judge me for wanting or feeling what I did. “You’ll probably say this isn’t a good idea. Revenge isn’t healthy or whatever, but—”
Dante’s excited chuckle had my words dying off. His fanged smirk was downright sinful when paired with his malicious black-and-red slitted eyes. He propped his head on his clawed fist. “Oh, Star. I may not beyourmonster, but the same can’t be said for others. I’m not a hero. I’m not a saint. You want revenge? Fucking tell me when and where, baby. I’m there.”
Blowing out a small laugh, I asked, “You originally started seeing me to show Bradley how small he is, right?”
