Page 69 of The Predator
Bel makes a gagging sound. “No one needed to know that.”
“Speak for yourself, Bel. I’d love to hear all about it.” Lee saunters forward with a grin. “And if you’re up to share, I’d be happy to join in your feasting…”
I shake my head and damn near growl at him, “Don’t even think about it Lee. Touch one hair on my wife’s head, and I will make the one side of your face match the other.”
“Be nice,” Ely coos. “He’s only teasing you.”
If only she knew how twisted Lee was.
“Yeah I’m only teasing, Seb.” Lee winks again. “Now who the fuck wants to go to the diner with me?”
“I could eat.” Aries chimes in, shoving off the wall.
Drew shakes his head, “Bel and I have plans, but thanks for asking.”
“Lame, but whatever. It’s just Aries and me, like always.”
“Stop whining and leave,” I order, my patience slipping away.
They all file out the back door, and I close and lock it behind them. Then I turn my attention back to Ely. "Now, where were we?"
Once I’m closer, she reaches for me and slides one of her hands into my shorts, cupping my cock. I go from semi hard to stiff as hell with one touch.
"Mmmmm…. about here I think?"
When she pulls her hand away I lean in to kiss her but she scoots off the other side of the stool and stands. "So..."
I pause, and she bolts, racing for the kitchen door to the foyer.
My veins fill with adrenaline but for a different reason. "Oh Little Prey, you're playing with fire."
"Am I? I thought you liked chasing me?” She mocks, her voice carrying, and after I pinpoint the direction it came from, I sprint after her.
“I don’t like chasing you. I fucking love it,” I announce and turn in the direction of the stairs.
“Then prove it,” she says back, and I follow the sound up the stairs and down the hallway. All the doors are closed except one of the guest room doors. I poke my head inside searching the darkness and feel the air behind me stir. She bolts towards the stairs, sliding on the hardwood.
I race after her but not too fast. I don't want her to trip. When she runs toward the study, I follow and catch her around the hips in the doorway, drawing her against my chest. "Looks like I caught you. Are you my prize?”
She spins around to face me, her arms circling my neck and pulling me closer. Against my lips she whispers. "Make love to me. Give me something good, Sebastian. Please."
I don’t need to be told twice. I walk her backwards into the study, our lips fused together, our kisses fueled with unbridled need. We paw at one another’s clothes, needing to remove every layer separating us.
Placing her gently on the fur carpet, I press a button on the fireplace. It ignites with a whoosh of flames setting the mood.
“Oh, this feels romantic.” She grins up at me, and I smile back at her while I kick away my shorts.
“I’m glad. That was the plan.”
She opens her arms to me, drawing me deeper into her web as her palms touch my chest. Her pretty eyes fill with tears, confusing me. I don’t want to make her cry.
“What’s wrong?”
"Don't break me, Sebastian. Because I don’t think I would survive.”
I shake my head and kiss her neck, her chest, her breasts, imprinting the touch and taste into my mind. "I wouldn’t ever. I might piss you off, might make you want to strangle me, but I’ll never do anything to hurt you. You mean so much to me. You’re my one and only true weakness. I can’t be the bigger man when it comes to you. I’m too fucking weak to give you up.
She stares up at me, blinking away the tears. "I won't give you up, either. No running, no hiding. We're in this together, til death do us part."