“I’m fine without the crazy revenge plans, you psycho.”
“But you know I will do it for you, right?”
“Oh, I know. My favorite part about you is how many lines you’re willing to cross for us. That dungeon made youdark. Weird, too, but I can tolerate weird.”
I snort, “Youtolerateme. I’ll let you know people aredyingto be in my Divine presence.”
CHAPTER 27
Bromance and pixie weed
Anxo
Nevaeh and I started sleeping in the same bed the night after her panic attack, and since then, I haven’t started a single day without spoiling her rotten with my love. So, color me surprise when I wake up this morning without her morning kisses, especially when it takes me about half an hour every day to get my sleeping beauty up and about.
Waking up with her sweet scent wrapped around me is a treat in itself, but when she first stirs in her sleep and I get to be the first one to witness that lazy smile on her lips, it makes my entire day.
Walking to the kitchen, I hear Nevaeh’s laugh and all my blood rushes south. If I was having a hard time hiding my raging boner before, there’s no way to do it now.
This why I need to have my fill of my mate every morning. I’m like a teenager salivating over his first girlfriend these days.
Stopping at the threshold, I’m struck with the gorgeous view of my sweetheart leaning against the counter, looking drop-dead gorgeous in her small, flowy dress. My fingers twitch impatiently, wanting a reason to run over her curves and imprint my existence on her hips.
Ever since Nevaeh started wearing these mouthwatering dresses when she’s inside the castle, it’s been a bittersweet experience. As much as I love to feast on her curves and daydream about her creamy thighs hovering over my head, thereare only so many blue balls and cold showers a man can take.Fates have mercy on me.
Before my other head starts making my decisions for me, I get rid of the images in my head. Images of my mate in our room, no clothes between us,under me—
Without my permission, my feet walk me behind her. Losing an aorta of control over my desires, I bend down to kiss her neck and relish in the way her heart skips. Ignoring the girls teasing and cooing over us, I drag Nevaeh’s sweet ass out of the kitchen.
Finding a secluded area, I sit down on a chair with my legs spread wide so Nevaeh can sit on my lap, her shoulder pressed against my chest. Her teasing smirk widens, feeling my hard-on under her ass and I damn near smack that perfect ass for teasing me.
Biting her bottom lip, Nevaeh playfully shuffles on my lap like I can’t see how much she enjoys the effect her presence has on me. I have to grip her hips to still her when the little minx starts grinding over my bulge before I drop my restraints and take her right here.
My free hand caresses the soft skin of her thighs, and that does nothing to erase the image of them around my waist. Around my neck. Covered in red marks I made with my lips.
Looking into her not-so-innocent doe eyes, I need to calm down before my balls explode. Holding the back of her neck, I softly bring those sweet lips to mine.
“You’re irresistible.”
“I can feel that.”
“I don’t want to go to work today. Maybe we can stay in our room,” I kiss her nose. “In our bed,” her bare shoulder. “Or in the shower,” I kiss the slender slope of her neck until she hums with pleasure.
“I promised the girls a spa day.”
“I can give you a massage. A thorough one.” Kissing her neck, I use my grip on her hips to pull her directly over my bulge so she can feel me where she needs me the most. “Help loosen you up. Make you shiver.”
Her head falls back on my shoulder, and she loses herself in our movements. I take full advantage of her daze to mark every inch of her skin I can reach with my lips.
“OrI could keep my promise and make it up to you tonight.”
I can’t help but whine and nuzzle her neck, taking in her sweet scent to keep myself in control. “But that’s so far away.”
“What if I tell you, Grace is taking me to get my birthcontrol mark today and I was hoping we could have a littlesexy timetonight?”
I groan painfully and bite her neck, which makes her shriek and then giggle—my favorite sound in the world. “You’re killing me, sweetheart.”
It’s a good thing Grace thought about birth control. While I would love to fast forward our relationship to a place where I can be closer to her in every way possible, I don’t want that at the expense of my mate’s well-being.
