“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” Halo said, taking a step toward me, and I had to give the angel points for bravery. He was very brave to come closer with the way I was feeling right now.
He stopped when there were only a couple of inches separating us, close enough that I could smell the fresh scent of his soap on the night breeze. The same scent that was still clinging to my sheets.
I clenched my fists inside my pockets. “No problem. It’s just like I said, I’m goin’ out.”
Halo eyed me for a beat, his gaze roving over me in a way that seemed to see straight through me, to the outright lie I’d just told. “Where are you going?”
“Why do you care?”
Halo shook his head. “Jesus. You can be a real dick.”
My lip curled, the annoyance and frustration from the day bubbling up inside me and finally coming out in the argument I’d been spoiling for. “Well if anyone would know, it would be you. Right, Halo? If I remember correctly, you like that about me, a whole fucking lot.”
I wasn’t sure if it was what I said or the fact I called him Halo again that pissed him off more. But before I knew it, Halo was taking a step toward me.
“What the hell is your problem?” he said, his eyes glittering with a warning I was too far gone to heed. “You’ve been an asshole from the moment you set foot in the studio this morning. Did something happen? And if it did, do you want to, oh, I don’t know, talk about it instead of biting everyone’s head off?”
I took in the red tinge staining his cheeks, and then I leaned a fraction closer and said, “That offer’s a really nice one. Really, it is, but I would’ve preferred it at around three o’clock this morning. Now, not so much.”
When I flashed him a biting grin to accompany my final fuck you and good night, I turned on my heel, ready to get away from him before I did something really stupid. I was almost home free, until Halo grabbed hold of my arm and tugged me back around to face him.
“Is that what this is all about? Me leaving last night?” he demanded, and when I didn’t answer, Halo shoved me in the arm and said, “Is it?”
And something inside me just…exploded.
“Yes,” I shouted, and the volume had Halo’s eyes widening and his mouth falling open. While he was caught off guard, I grabbed hold of his wrist and yanked him in until there was barely a millimeter separating us.
Halo blinked, those gorgeous eyes of his conveying his surprise but also his…arousal, and I lowered my head so my lips ghosted over his and said, “I wasn’t done with you yet.”
Halo sucked in a breath as a shudder racked his body, and when he flicked his tongue over his lower lip, that was it. A rough groan left my throat as I took his lips with mine in a brutal mating of the mouths. It wasn’t gentle, it wasn’t sweet, but when Halo opened for me and I drove my tongue inside to find his, it was exactly the way it should be.
Raw, hot, and sexy as all hell.
I let go of Halo’s wrist and cupped the back of his neck, fusing our mouths together in a savage kiss that went from a wicked-hot flame to a blazing inferno in the space of seconds.
Halo grabbed hold of my shirt, balling the material in his fists as I walked him inside the guesthouse and kicked the door shut behind me. Fuck holding back. Fuck second-guessing myself. If he wasn’t as into this as I was, then he would’ve put a halt to it by now. But as I leaned back against the door, Halo stepped between my legs and thrust his hips up against mine, a low moan rumbling from his throat.
“Fuckin’ hell, Angel,” I said, and tore my mouth free, and when my eyes found his, they were creased at the corners. He smiled at me as he rocked his hips forward again.
“So I’m Angel again, huh?”
“What?”
Halo chuckled. “You’re calling me Angel again. So…this mood of yours, it’s ’cause I left this morning?”
My breathing was coming faster now, harder as Halo ran his hands down the front of my shirt and slipped them up under it. His lips were teasing across mine as his fingers played up and down my rigid abdomen.
“Viper?”
I grunted in response—it was about all my brain could come up with—and Halo’s lips curved in a grin that was all power, all sex, and just about had my knees buckling.
“If I’d known you were going to be in such a foul mood from me leaving your bed, I would’ve stayed,” Halo said. “Last night was the hottest”—he nipped at my jaw line—“sexiest”—he sucked on my earlobe—“night I’ve ever had. I just assumed you’d want me gone the next morning.”
I put my hands in his hair and pulled the elastic there free. As those golden curls fell down around his face, I grabbed hold of his ass, shoved forward from the door, and walked him across the room until his legs hit the back of the mattress. Then I raised my head to look down into his sex-hazed eyes.
“How about you stop making assumptions. Hmm? If I want you out of my bed, I’ll tell you.”
Halo’s eyes flared, and his fingers dug into my waist, and then I was urging him back on the mattress. Back on the sheets that smelled like him. Back to the place where I’d lost myself inside him, and I’d been left feeling forever changed.
Six
Halo
MY HEAD SPUN as my ass hit Viper’s bed. I’d followed after him, expecting an argument, considering the mood he’d been in all day. Instead, I found myself in the same place I’d been last night, watching and anticipating as Viper removed his shirt and threw it on the floor.
My heart beat wildly as I took in the savage look on his face, the one that told me that he wasn’t letting me get away so easily this time.
“This is where you belong,” Viper said in a voice that stroked my cock as effectively as I knew his hand could.
I nodded as I kicked my shoes off and scooted back on the bed, and as Viper placed his hands on the edge of the mattress, he said, “Where you should’ve been when I woke up…”
As the words lingered between us, I lay back, my eyes not leaving his, as Viper prowled up the bed on his hands and knees. My breathing was coming faster now, my anticipation levels at an all-time high as he got closer, because fuck, I wanted this.
I’d spent the entire day remembering Viper like this. Intense, focused, and hunting me down with the primal look in his eyes that he had now. That look, that incendiary stare that had my temperature rising, screamed one thing—you’re mine, and you don’t get to leave until I’ve had my fill. And judging by the hard cock in Viper’s jeans, that wouldn’t be anytime soon.
As Viper made his way up my body, his eyes fell to the bulge between my legs, and when he stopped and lowered his head, I gasped. I could feel his hot breath through the material covering me, and my hips pushed up of their own accord, trying to get closer to that talented mouth.
“So glad we’re finally back on the same page, Angel,” Viper said as he brought a hand up and flicked open the button of my shorts.
“I never left this page,” I told him.
“Just my bed…” As Viper drew my zipper down and parted my shorts, he raised those devilish eyes to mine, and the possessive light that shone out of them had me swallowing. Damn, he was potent. “You aren’t going to do that again. Are you, Angel?”
Right then I would have agreed to never leave his side if that was what he wanted. But when I didn’t immediately respond, Viper flicked the tip of his tongue over the head of my cock and said, “Angel?”
“Right…” I said on a rush of air, and the smirk that tugged up the corner of Viper’s sexy mouth was so hot that I was close to overheating.
With his eyes still on mine, Viper bent his head and hummed against the underside of my shaft. “Hmm, good.”
Shit. This was too much. He was too much. If Viper’s intention was to drive me out of my mind, he was doing a damn good job, and as he slipped his fingers into the edge of my shorts to drag them off my hips, I arched up, ready to help. I was more than ready to be naked and under him again, as soon as fucking
possible.
As Viper threw my shorts off the side of the bed, I peeled my shirt off and sent it flying too, and not a second later, he was back. His large hands were planted on either side of my hips, his powerful body hovering over me, as he dragged his tongue from the root of my cock to the tip. Of their own accord, my hands went to his hair, needing something to anchor myself to reality, and as I twisted my fingers through the dark strands, Viper glanced up my body.
“Whatcha want, Angel?”
I knew exactly what I wanted. But since words were a little difficult to think of right now, I tugged on the hair in my hands instead, and a grin that rivaled the devil’s crossed Viper’s lips.
With the stealth and grace of a true predator, Viper moved up the bed over me, and when he lowered his body, I automatically parted my legs.
Oh Jesus. That feels unreal. The rough feel of denim against my aching erection, and Viper’s naked chest against mine? It was all too much, and had a needy moan slipping free of my throat. Viper rested his forearms on the pillow by my head, and as he rocked his hips in a slow, methodical rhythm, he brushed his lips over the top of mine.
“Fuck,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck, and Viper kissed the corner of my mouth, down along my jaw, and then he was licking a path up my neck. “Viper…”
“Gonna drive you crazy,” he whispered by my ear, and my entire body shuddered at his words. They could’ve been a threat or a promise…hell, maybe both with the way he’d been acting today. But when Viper brought his mouth back to mine and sucked my lower lip between his, I didn’t care.
I planted my feet on the mattress and curved my body up into his, rubbing my throbbing cock against him, and as I trailed a hand down the side of Viper’s face, I marveled at the rough feel of his stubble under my fingertips.
It was so different from all of my past sexual partners that it probably should’ve alarmed me in some way or another. But when a throaty growl of pleasure hit my ears, all I could think about was how insanely hot I found it.
“Kiss me,” I said, trying to capture Viper’s teasing lips. But instead of taking my mouth with his, Viper put his hands on the pillow and raised himself off me until he was straddled on his knees over my waist.
“Oh, I plan to kiss you, Angel. I’m gonna kiss every single inch of you.”
Fuck. Me.
I couldn’t remember anyone ever looking at me the way Viper was looking at me right then. It was as though I was the sole focus of his entire world, and when I scraped my teeth over my lip and his eyes darkened, that look intensified.
Viper was looking at me as though I was his every sexual fantasy laid out for him to do whatever he wanted with, and he wasn’t wrong. I was so far gone that I was ready to do anything he asked of me.
Once he’d looked his fill, Viper shifted back down to the bed, pressing a kiss to my Adam’s apple and then making his way to the hollow at the base of my throat. As he flicked his tongue over the spot, a groan left me, and I reached for his hair.
A low sound of pleasure left the lips on my skin, as Viper then kissed his way down to one nipple, where he bit, sucked, and played with the sensitive nub, and I had to slam my eyes shut. He was destroying me, one kiss at a time, and the scary part about it was…I wanted him to keep going.
As if he knew what I was thinking, Viper continued with his sensual assault. His lips grazed down over my ribs, a warm caress that had me writhing underneath him, and as Viper moved farther down the bed until his body was between my legs and his tongue was following the V of my pelvis, I forced my eyes open. I didn’t want to miss whatever was about to come next.
Viper turned his head and nipped at the inside of my thigh, and when I pushed my hips up against him, he ran a hand along the outside of the same leg and hooked his fingers under my knee, raising my leg to drape it over his shoulder.
I sucked in a sharp breath, my mind whirling at the possibilities. Viper then aimed those black eyes my way and touched my other leg, and I didn’t need any further instructions. I shifted so I could hook my leg over his shoulder, and when I looked down my body and saw how open and vulnerable that made me in the face of Viper, a tremble racked my body.
“This,” Viper said, his lips mere inches from my most sensitive skin. “This is what I was thinking about all through dinner, all through our studio session today. It’s what I’ve been thinking about since I woke up this morning, and now? Now I’m going to have it.”
“Oh God.” I groaned, and considering Viper hadn’t moved, had barely even touched me yet, I had a feeling this wasn’t going to take long.
I could feel every pulse in my cock as Viper teased me with his words, his eyes, and his mouth, which was hovering precariously close to my balls, and it was taking every ounce of control I had not to come. Then Viper lowered his head and dragged his tongue over the hot skin there. A tortured groan ripped from my throat and my hips jacked up, and before I could form any words, Viper was sucking one of my balls between his lips.
Shit shit shit. How did he expect me to last through this? I had no idea. But as I shoved my hips closer to his mouth, Viper let out the sexiest fucking sound I’d ever heard in my life, grabbed a hold of each of my ass cheeks, and pulled my body even closer to his tormenting mouth. He dragged his tongue up, down, and all around my dick, and when he finally seemed to clue in that I was going out of my mind, Viper tongued the slit, licking up the pre-cum that had coated the head of my cock.
“Fuckin’ delicious,” he said, more to himself than me, and before I could respond, Viper parted his lips and swallowed me to the back of his throat. My entire body arched up, my shoulders and head the only thing remaining on the mattress, as the intense pleasure of being in the hot, tight heat of Viper’s mouth flooded my senses. Then add in the sounds…and there was no way this wasn’t about to come to an explosive end.
“Viper,” I shouted, my hands finding and fisting his hair as Viper began moving his lips up and down my shaft. As my orgasm barreled down my spine, I crossed my ankles over Viper’s back and shoved in deep, and the muffled groan and vibration of it around my dick was all I needed to send me over the edge.
Viper’s fingers dug into my ass cheeks as he held me tight against him and swallowed every drop I gave, and when my body stopped shuddering and my cock was too sensitive to touch, Viper drew his lips free and let his gaze wander up my spent body.
When his eyes found mine, Viper brought a thumb to his mouth and brushed it across his swollen lip. As he sucked it inside, tasting the evidence of my lust that I’d left behind, I swallowed.
I’d never been so aware of my own body in my life, or another’s, for that matter. But as I lay there barely able to move, all I could think about was how the first thing I wanted, when I could again, was to touch him.
Viper reached down to undo and remove his jeans. But when all he did was move up alongside me, I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. As he stretched out on his back, I turned my head on the pillow to see him looking at me.
“Go to sleep, Angel.”
“But—”
“But nothing,” Viper said. “What I want, I can’t have right now. That sexy ass of yours needs to recover after last night.”
Oh, shit. I licked my lips, and he groaned.
“But I swear, if you sneak out of here before I wake up, don’t think I won’t come up there and drag your ass back down here to my bed.”
I wasn’t sure what it said about me, but that threat, that fierce look of determination in his eyes, sparked something rebellious in me, and as he turned away to look back at the ceiling, I felt a grin hit my lips. Because that threat almost made me want to leave, just to have him come and claim me again.
Seven
Halo
IT WAS STILL dark when my eyes flickered open in a room that wasn’t mine, and it wasn’t until I heard the quiet breathing of the man lying next to me that I remembered where I was.
I rolled my head to the side to look at Viper, where h
e lay sprawled out on his stomach, his arms shoved up under his pillow, hugging it beneath his head. In sleep, and without the acerbic comments that usually came out of his mouth, Viper looked like a sleeping panther—beautiful and peaceful, but deadly. Tendrils of dark hair fell onto his cheek, stopping short of his full lips. Those same lips that had ravaged my body for the second night in a row, the stubble along his jaw leaving their mark along my inner thighs.
I quietly moved onto my side, curling my arm beneath my head as I looked at him. With the sheets down around his waist, I looked over the smooth olive skin of Viper’s back, his powerful body on display for me. I’d expected to feel changed in an irrevocable way by sleeping with—and now waking up next to—a man, but I hadn’t felt any different yesterday, and the lack of morning-after regret was still missing now. Though I’d been ready for him, though I’d wanted Viper to the point of practically begging, a small part of me had still wondered if once the adrenaline rush subsided, I’d feel like I’d made a mistake.
But looking at him now? There was no way I’d ever consider what was happening between us a mistake. The only regret I had was leaving his bed yesterday, and Viper had rectified that fast.
I glanced back up at his face, his breathing still even, still dead to the world. My cock stirred with his nearness and with the way the sheet stopped just above the top of his ass, taunting me with what I couldn’t see. Slowly, so he wouldn’t wake—and because I was a creeper—I peeled back the sheet, pushing it down so that his smooth, rounded ass came into view.
Damn. How was it that I was mesmerized by just the look of him? I wanted to run my fingers over the curve of his body and explore all the hidden places, the ones he’d made me so curious about that I’d had to have him. I’d had to taste him, touch him, let him inside me in the way no one had ever been. I’d always been the one to dominate during sex, but letting Viper take control? Fuck, it was hot. Even hotter? That he’d confessed his foul mood yesterday had been because of me. Me. All because I thought I’d been doing him a favor by leaving.
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