The moment his lips touched her, the pain faded.
“How did you do that?”Her eyes had to look like saucers as she gaped at him.
“I have abilities, Anima Mia.Now, let’s work on taking that shit out and replacing it with a stronghold only you can penetrate.”He grinned as he spoke.
“I see what you did there.Do you need me to focus like before?”she asked, settling against the back of the couch.The fact she was completely comfortable wrapped in Scepter’s arms, on his lap, didn’t escape her.
Scepter started talking her through the steps of destroying the rot infiltrating her carefully constructed wall.Brick by brick, they destroyed each piece.With the destruction, she felt lighter, as if the poison she unknowingly held seeped from her.When the last decrepit piece was gone, she and Scepter designed a new wall, thicker and stronger.There was no grout this time.The solid wall grew higher and higher until she couldn’t see the top.His words of encouragement gave her the strength to continue.When she no longer needed to go higher, she slid from her mind, exhausted.
“It is done,” he said.
“Thank you.”Her body felt weak.
“Come, I think you should rest.I will watch over you.”
Starla knew she should protest, but the thought of being left alone or separated from Scepter frightened her.“Stay with me?I mean, here?”she asked patting the spot next to her.
“Of course,” he agreed, settling her onto the bed.
She watched him strip his shirt off and place it on the chair next to the side table.Her mouth went dry as she saw the muscles ripple as he moved.Good, Goddess.He made the boys she’d thought were sexy when she’d been younger look like boys.
“Stellina, you keep staring at me like that, and we’re going to have a bit of a problem,” Scepter growled.
“It’s not my fault you look like every fantasy I didn’t know I had,” she said, motioning toward his chest.
He chuckled.“Are you going to sleep in your clothes?”
“I’m certainly not getting naked.”She stared as he unfastened his belt.“Are you doing this on purpose?”
“Doing what?”he asked.
She narrowed her eyes.“That?”she asked, pointing toward him as he continued to get undressed way too slowly, and if she were to guess, too provocatively.
His lips tipped up in what she thought was a sly grin.“What are you suggesting, Anima Mia?”
“Are you trying to seduce me with your striptease?”
Scepter tossed his head back, laughing.“Is it working?”
She laughed with him, propping herself up on one elbow.“If you began dancing like one of those guys from a male review, I’d be on you like a recently divorced mom of four with a fresh Brazilian wax.”Starla burst into laughter as Scepter’s hands froze on his zipper.
“Why the hell are you a divorced mom of four?”he asked.
The bed bounced as he hopped on top of her, caging her in with his arms holding hers above her head.
“I don’t know.Divorced mamas need good loving, too,” she gasped.
“Hmm, what would be my stage name?”Scepter bent and kissed her, silencing whatever answer she’d have given.
Starla let out a moan of pleasure.She’d dreamed of what his lips would feel like, thinking she’d never know the reality.
“Fuck, you taste sweeter than anything I’ve ever known.I could get addicted to you.”He brushed his mouth across hers, licking the seam.“You’re mine, Starla.Say it.”
“Are you mine, too?”she asked.
“Forever and always, until the end of time,” he agreed.
“Oh, Goddess, I prayed she’d give me a second chance mate.I never thought it would be you.Are you sure?”she asked.
