“It is like losing a parent,” he continued, peering into my eyes not with anger but with sadness. “I know he was not a good man. And yet, it still devastated me to lose him.”
Nodding, I held onto him tightly. “I can understand that.”
“Until Tate,” his gaze shifted to the side, “I had no one. All I had was my loneliness and my rage.”'
My lips pursed together. I understood where he was coming from. Though, I had so many friends and family, sometimes I never felt more alone. Not until I met Julian. We grew closer than I had ever been with anyone and the moment that all was yanked away from me, I became distraught. Hurt. Angry. Confused. I couldn’t imagine what that might have been like if it had been someone that was like a parent to me instead.
“This time apart,la mia,” his voice grew low, eyes focusing on me once more. “I was angry, yes. Hurt, that you lied. But I realized that being away from you, not being able to hear your voice, smell your scent,” he leaned in and breathed me in, “or taste your lips,” his mouth pressed to mine, dragging his tongue between the crease of my lips teasingly before pulling away. “It was far worse than losing my maker ten times over.”
My thighs clenched around him. I wanted nothing more than to kiss him and tell him all was forgiven but I needed to know one more thing.
“What about my family?” I asked, stroking his face with my hand. “Wanting to be with me is great and all but we’re a package deal. Can you handle that?”
Kyren lips twitched. “For you,la mia.I can handle anything.”
My heart turned to mush in my chest and I opened my mouth to answer him when my mom’s voice called out through the door, “Take him back already!”
I sighed, leaning my head back against the mirror. “See what I mean? No privacy.”
Kyren chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I think I can fix that.”
His shadows engulfed us and then we were by his car. “Get in.”
Climbing into his car, my body vibrated with arousal. All that erotic energy built up to have to put a pause on it. Kyren’s hand sat on top of mine, giving it a squeeze before he had to release it to switch gears.
The drive to his place felt like an eternity. I chewed on my lower lip, pulling it into my mouth, my eyes darting to him and then out the window. It wasn’t like I hadn’t had sex before. Or even with him. But for some reason, I was nervous.
I jolted in my seat. “Woah.” Something had just touched my thigh.
Kyren smirked, his eyes on the road. Both of his hands were visible on the steering wheel.
That something had been his shadows. They crawled across the car, rubbing along every inch of my exposed skin they could access.
Kyren had used his shadows on me before but not like this.
“Kyren,” I panted, my fingers gripping the door as a shadow slid over my center through my leggings. My thighs parted on their own, my hips seeking out the friction the shadows were giving me.
I whimpered and moaned, squirming in my seat all the while completely aware of Kyren’s heated gaze on me.
When the shadows decided they needed more and dipped beneath my clothing, one stroking my clit and other plunging into me, I lost it. I grabbed at Kyren’s arm, pressing my other palm against the glass of the passenger side window.
“Oh, fuck, Kyren,” my eyes closed tight, head falling back against the seat rest, just letting his shadows work my body until it was a tight little ball of pleasure ready to burst at any moment.
“Ah,la mia,I can smell how close you are,” his actual hand reached out cupping my face in his palm. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
My eyes flipped open and my mouth fell open in a silent cry as my orgasm rushed over me. So wrapped up in my release, I didn’t feel the shadows wrapping around us, transporting us into Kyren’s apartment until my back pressed against the softness of his mattress.
My leggings were pealed down my body, Kyren’s soft lips pressing kisses to every inch of flesh as it was exposed. He pulled my legs over his shoulders, burying his face against me, making me cry out as he lapped up the evidence of my release.
Head jerking from side to side on his pillows, I fought to breathe. “Kyren, please. I can’t.”
Dark eyes bore into mine from between my legs as he sucked my clit into his mouth. Quicker than lightning, I came again, every limb shaking.
Still, he didn’t release me, lazily licking until my quivering subsided. With a predatory grin, he crawled up the bed, pulling my crop top up with him until I was bare beneath him.
“Off,” I panted, my heart beating hard in my chest, pulling at his sweater.
Kyren leaned away for a moment, whipping his sweater over his head and then bracing himself on the bed while heunbuttoned and discarded his pants and shoes. His warm flesh pressed against mine, his arms coming beneath me to hold me close to him.
