He narrows his eyes at me and comes closer to give me a kiss and to whisper quietly in my ear, “He doesn’t come.”
I nod briefly and he and Sebastian leave us reluctantly, knowing that I would just Astral out with him where they couldn’t follow if they didn’t.
As soon as the door closes behind them, Xane pulls me to him and kisses me. I push him away.
“No, Xane. I told you, we aren’t doing this.”
“I love you,” he says. “I’m not letting you leave me.”
“Xane,” I whine at him, “you can’t love me. I’m not available.”
“You will be. You will come around. I know it. You won’t be able to stop yourself. As soon as you stop denying this, you will see how right it is,” he whispers against my lips. I fight with everything I’ve got to stop myself from kissing him.
He pushes me back against the wall and slides his hands up my skirt. “I want you. I want to taste you.” He drops to his knees and places his lips against the thin, filmy lace of my knickers. He sucks my clit through the scrap of fabric before pulling it to the side. He plunges his tongue inside me, making my body convulse with pleasure.
“Oh, Xane,” I moan, pushing my hands into his hair.
He takes that as encouragement, thrusting and sucking me desperately, bringing the pleasure straight to my clit. I don’t want him to stop. He lifts my leg over his shoulder so that he can push his tongue deeper inside me and, combined with his thumb circling me, I come in a throbbing rush against his mouth and he groans. He stands quickly and brings his mouth to mine, making me taste myself on his lips. He brings my leg up around his waist and drops his head to my neck, kissing me and nipping me. I feel a fizz go down my neck and for a second think it is the pleasure I’m experiencing but my eyes snap open to stare directly into the furious green eyes of my sibling. Shit.
I push Xane away and straighten my clothes, but it is clearly too late. I have no clue how long he has been standing there but obviously long enough. Xane turns around smug and disheveled and adjusts his own clothing.
“Sebastian,” I say. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
“Oh, then what is it? Because it looks much like you getting pleasure from someone outside ‘the rules’.”
I look back at Xane, still smug, and I turn back to Sebastian. “We are connected,” I say hesitantly, wondering how much to tell him. He cocks his eyebrow at me, and I continue, “The ritual we did was Blood Magick. It linked us far beyond anything I ever would have wanted. Please, Sebastian. You can’t tell him.”
“Blood Magick? You tied yourself to him with Blood Magick?” he asks in anger.
“Not intentionally,” I insist. “I will find a way to break it. I just need you to keep this quiet,” I implore him. “I am trying to resist. I’m trying,” I say at a loss as I look back at Xane.
He looks devastated. “You cannot break this,” he says to me, moving closer. “There is no way to break a Blood Magick bond except by death.”
“Xane, I have to try. I cannot do this with you,” I say desperately.
“No, you cannot break this bond. We belong together. It is what is expected,” he says, desperate himself now.
“I have to try,” I say again, softly.
“No! I won’t let you,” he says, adamant.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper and look back at Sebastian. “Please keep this between us.”
He looks at me with that impassive, unreadable expression I know so well and decide to bargain with him. “Keep this secret and I will give you what you want.”
He cocks his eyebrow at me again. “And what is that?”
“You know what you want,” I state simply and his eyes light on fire.
“Every day?” he asks eagerly.
“Twice a week,” I offer back, and he frowns.
“Xane, please, I need you to go,” I turn to him and he is angry.
“I will follow you. Mark my words, Xerxei, you are not getting out of this that easily,” he hisses at me and Astraports out.
Can’t say I wasn’t expecting that, but at least he has gone, and I can focus on getting Sebastian to keep his trap shut.