As expected, his movements come to an abrupt halt. And he gapes up at me.
Yea.
That’s what I thought.
I can see him piecing it all together in his mind… The night before he burned down my club with Callum Kade inside—plus three people whodidn’tdeserve to die—in the dark room with bass thumping and teal lights flickering.
Him, in fishnets. Me,El Diablo.
Drugs and sweet fruit and hushed words.
I came to pieces when I came inside him…Sweet Angelito.
In that moment, he was mine. Trembling and crying in my arms.
But when I fluttered down from the high, like a feather in the wind… Reality weighed me back to earth.
It wasn’t him. It was nothing but a cheap facsimile. A shiny plastic imposter.
“It was you… in the mask,” Warren whispers, stunned, his fingers brushing my shirt open some more where it’s unbuttoned.
Wide blue eyes moving from mine to the tattoo on my chest.
Pajarito…
My lungs burn as I gulp secretly.
Ren doesn’t notice. He’s too busy reeling.
“Does this please you?” I lower my lips to his throat, kissing gently.
Please… be him.
Ineed…
My hips move, gradually developing a rhythm of rocking into the body beneath mine. Dazed anddesperatefor anyone oranythingelse to feel the same way it did when he touched me… And letmetouch him.
“You were always so beautiful,” I tell Angel, via the body of Warren Xavier.
The perfect proxy to play the part.
Winds are howling outside, so loud it can be heard even in here. Thunder rocks the foundation, like the roar of a lion.An evil king’s madness.
“You were waiting for me…” I purr to my little bird, sucking harder, hoping to bruise his flesh. Mark it as mine. “Waiting formeto come back for you.”
I know you were, angel. That’s why you came for me…
Because, like me, you can’t fucking help yourself.
His hand slips between us, cupping my stiff cock. I shudder and thrust, giving it to him. To touch, and own, because he can havewhateverhe wants.
That’s it, baby…
Oh, Angel… don’t run.
Stay and burn with me.
A hum ripples from me while I use this body as a distraction, from all of it. The storm, and my ache, and thismess…
