Now it was my turn to chuckle, and he lowered his eyes as a blush rose from his neck to his high cheekbones.
“Seriously though... Yeah, I'd love to do that. If you want to. Sometime... in the future.” Kai lifted his gaze from the clearly fascinating quilt on the bed and met my eyes.
My cock twitched at the admission, and I shifted slightly to alleviate the ache.
“Um, wow. Okay…” That was all I managed to get out.
“If you don't want to, that's fine, too,” he quickly added, misjudging my reaction. “But you asked if I wanted that, and I do. I want to be honest.” Kai rolled onto his stomach now, propping his face up on his palm.
“I never said I didn't want to,” I replied smoothly, watching as a smile grew on his face.
He stared at me for a second, grinning. “I'll look forward to it then,” he said, before once again springing up from the bed. “I'm hungry. See ya downstairs.” He disappeared through the door after tossing me a wink.
Gods.
I might be the storm mage here, but Kai was like a fucking tornado... and I could suddenly feel myself being swept up.
Iwas dealing with a madman.
Just what I wanted to be doing first thing in the morning after a failed mission. And yes, I was going with failed, because my gods damn woman wasn't here.
“I swear to the gods, Faris... if you don't settle down, I'm going to have to restrain you,” I warned. To an outsider, the situation wouldn't look good for me. I was the one who was backed into a corner, brandishing a lamp over my head.
When my eyes had popped open earlier, I’d found him scaling the wall like a fucking spider, hissing like a snake. Talk about some creepy ass shit. I'd shrieked and scrambled from the bed, but wasn't quite fast enough as he’d landed on my back, knocking me flat on the ground. We’d scuffled on the ground briefly until I landed a kick to his chest, launching him across the room.
And now here I was, in the corner, holding a lamp like my gods damn broadsword. I hated to do it, but he was creeping me the hell out.
“Thirsty,” he hissed, baring his teeth at me.
“Well holy fuck, he speaks,” I said in mock surprise. “What's with the exorcist moves and being a stage ten certified creep?”
A low snarl filled the air.
“For fuck's sake, man. Use. Your. Words.”
“You. Blood.”
“You want to bite me?” I guessed. Judging by the way he licked his lips and his eyes laser focused on my neck, that was it. “Fine, but don't take—”
Faris rushed me so fast that his body seemed to go invisible for a moment. He hoisted me up, and I had to tighten my legs around his hips to stop myself from slipping.What the actual hell?The lamp crashed to the floor as he grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back, stretching out my throat. His fangs sank into my skin and I cried out, the pierce only stinging for a moment before a sensation of absolute euphoria ignited my blood.
Before I knew it, my hands were in his hair, holding him firmly to my neck as he drank deeply. And when his hips began rocking, his growls getting louder, I realized my own noises were mixing with his—creating this masculine, erotic music I had no idea could sound so pleasing to my ears.
“Faris,” I groaned as his hands roamed my shoulders, his hips keeping me wedged against the wall. My skin was lighting up with sensation, making my head swim. Or maybe that was the loss of blood...
Just as I was about to tap him on the shoulder, he released my throat and his warm tongue lapped against the sensitive skin.
“Mmmm…” He sighed happily. “You're delicious. I knew you would be.”
My hands were still tangled in his hair, his head moving slightly as he went back to licking me. His hips rolled again, and I found my own rocking to meet him.
“Fuck,” I panted.
Faris leaned back, his face coming into focus right before me. His eyes were wild with lust; he had a flush to his cheeks and blood dripping down both sides of his mouth. He was wild, and it was just one of the things I was discovering I really enjoyed about him.
“Your heart is racing, Bram. Are you nervous?” he asked curiously, tilting his head to the side like a puppy.
“No,” I answered, sucking in a breath as he ran his fingers up my stomach. I was shirtless, as was he.
