“So, you’ve been having this dream repeatedly for a while, where you’re following someone, and you see a temple that has this symbol. And you decided to dream walk to change the way it plays out, so you cast a spell and managed to enter the temple?” I sum up what she’s told me.
She nods. “I just… I know the dreams aren’t dangerous. I just don’t want Mama or Aunty to get upset or worried.”
“You keep a lot of secrets, Darling. That might come back to bite you,” I remark. I’m lying down on the bed, my arm behind my head. She’s sitting next to me, legs crossed, fiddling with the sleeves of her long-sleeved top, looking fucking gorgeous.
“I guess I do.” She shrugs with a pout.
I exhale and close my eyes for a moment before opening them and looking over at her. “Well, you told Leo what was most important. Since we kind of know where the temple is now, I guess the dreams will stop by themselves. If they continue, let usknow, though.”
She nods now, tilting her head as she observes me. “How are you feeling?” she asks softly as she reaches over, tracing her finger over my scar, before leaning closer and kissing my nose tenderly, her breasts pressing against me.
Fuck, I’m trying not to pay attention to them, and she’s already in dangerous territory. I wrap my arms around her waist, my fingers brushing the bare skin of her lower back.
Her heart pounds before she moves back slightly and looks into my eyes, her breasts now pressed against my arm. My eyes rake over them. Fuck, she’s always so goddamn irresistible.
My gaze dips to her lips as I lift my head, and she closes the remainder of the gap. Our lips collide in a delicious kiss that sends pleasure through me. Her entire body leans into me, her heart galloping as I gently pull her to lie next to me. My lips never leave hers. Her hand runs over my bicep as her tongue flicks across my lips, and I grant her access, devouring her.
I run my hand over her back and over her ass, lifting her thigh and hooking it over mine as I press into her. She whimpers against me, and I break away from her sexy, plush lips and trail kisses down her neck.
“Jayce… Gods…” she whispers in between salacious moans. Her hand slips down from my arm, raking down my chest before she wraps her hand around my dick, stroking it slowly. I fucking harden in her hand, making me groan ever so low.
Fuck…
I throb hard, and it’s now or never. I gently take her wrist and tug her away. “What’s wrong, getting too much?” she giggles in my ear, a hint of playful amusement in her voice.
“You know it is, and I’m not about to fuck you in this place.”
She blushes as she lies down beside me instead and drapes her arm around my waist, her leg still hooked over mine. “There’s nothing wrong with this place, but you’re right. It’s Uncle Leo’s place. That means there’s probably some cameras hidden around here.”
I glance around. “I fucking hope not, but if there is, he’ll be the one wishing he didn’t see anything,” I smirk as I brush her curls off her face.
She smiles. “Definitely true… So, are we going to Egypt?”
“I guess so, but we’ve got to be careful. If that man really came for that reason, I assume then it could all just be a trap, but at the same time, we do need to get the answers. And I don’t know if you will be included in that.”
She shakes her head. “Oh, I’m going. Maybe Dante can come with us.”
“Maybe.” I frown. “But what happened? I think going forward, we need to be armed with weapons and always be ready for an attack.”
“We already are. Can you imagine it getting stricter? There won’t be moments of happiness, just the ever reminder of war…”
“I know, and it’s the only thing keeping us sane. Even if we’re always on the edge, ready for danger, that’s not the kind of life anyone wants, but with each passing day, it seems like we need to take it into consideration. To always be suited up, weapons at our side and ready to kill if the need arises, or we might just end up dead.”
“That sounds grim, and I know it’s the future we’re heading towards.” She sighs, resting her forehead against my chest. Her heart is thumping, and she’s afraid, afraid and worried.
I frown slightly. I’m able to pinpoint emotions even quickernow, with even more precision, almost to the point of feeling like I can sense even the subtlest of emotions.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t help with the translation, but I think I can help you with the location of the temple? Riddles and prophecies are my thing.”
“Sounds good, and don’t apologise for something you had no control over…” I trail off, my smirk fading as I remember how fucking useless I was out there.
“Remember what you just said? You had no control over how powerful that man was. Really, we need to stop calling him ‘that man’. Let’s give him a name.”
I look down at her - cocking a brow, but she’s serious. “Sure thing, your mom has interesting nicknames. You got any of that talent?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No, I’m not that creative, but how about ‘The Monster’?”
“Yeah, you’re right, you’re not that creative.”
