“I want to taste you,” Cole blurts out suddenly, as the overwhelming urge to go down on her takes him over. Her eyes fly open and the spell is broken as she shakes her head. He yanks his hand away in fury that the bastard dared to do that to her, to his wife. That is too intimate, and a red haze descends over his eyes at the thought of his lips and tongue caressing her sweet spot.
“Don’t think of it, Cole,” she says, taking his hand lightly.
“I can’t not think of him doing that to you,” he answers roughly. He has no idea what he looked like, this Light Fae King, but when he pictures him, he pictures Sebastian, and that enrages him further. Cole pulls away from her before he says something even more stupid to upset her.
“Cole,” she says his name and he looks at her. “Don’t think about it.”
“Use me,” he says to her, grabbing her hands and crushing them in earnest.
“Excuse me?” she asks, confused.
“Use me,” he says again. “Use me to make yourself feel better. Take back what he took from you. Rip me to shreds and then do it all again.”
She takes in his words and deliberates for a few minutes. She slowly gets to her knees and he sees her determination. Uh-oh, he is so in for it, he thinks to himself, but he doesn’t care. If it makes her feel better, she can kill him if she wants to. She slowly drops her fangs and extends her claws, flashing them both at him before she flies at him, pinning him to the bed, ready to take out her anger and frustrations on him.
What feels like several lifetimes later, Liv somehow ma
nages to coax another erection out of him. He has no idea how. He is completely exhausted. The sweat is pouring off him from the exertion of coming for her again and again, and his chest hurts like Hell. She sliced into him a while ago for the umpteenth time and it is painfully slow to heal. Whatever frustrations she had; she has taken them out on him like he asked her to. He can only hope that she feels better for it. She crawls up him and finally, finally slides him inside her. Cole has been waiting to be inside her all this time, but she has stayed away, using her mouth and her fingers to drive him crazy. That gets his dick harder, as he feels her wet against him. She puts her hands on his chest and he winces from the pain, but it only makes her dig her claws in. He stifles the cry of pain as she grinds down onto him. He forgets about everything then except her soft, wet pussy gliding over his rock-hard dick. She comes quickly and it makes him come too, then she is still. He opens his eyes as he feels her stop moving and looks at her. She has an amused expression on her face as she sits up and he slips out of her completely limp. It doesn’t surprise him. He is one hundred percent spent. He has nothing left to give her. He feels her tongue lapping at the base of the wounds she inflicted and the pain eases as she heals him. One by one the wounds close, as she reaches the top of the last one, she lies flat on top of him, stretching out like a panther about to fall asleep after playing with her prey. “I love you,” she says to him and kisses him sweetly.
“I love you,” he manages to get out before he passes out from fatigue.
Cole comes to, groggy and disorientated. He can hear muted voices coming from the terrace and he cracks his eyes further open to see who Liv is talking to. It’s Cade. They are sitting close together in the afternoon sun and he has his hand on her shoulder. Cole leaps out of bed and is at her side in less than a second. “Hands off,” he growls at the Hunter.
They both look up at him, and Cade removes his hand. Liv is biting her lip to stop herself from smiling and Cade is looking away with a slight flush. Liv’s eyes scan over him, head to toe, and she says, “As much as I adore you as you are, my one, I think Cade would prefer you to get dressed.”
Cole nearly falls at her feet in worship at her words “my one,” but at her raised eyebrow, he grabs a pair of sweats and pulls them on, returning immediately to her side. “What are you talking about?” he asks rudely, but not caring.
“Cade was berating me for going off half-cocked to the D.F.K.,” she says with a smirk.
Cade glares at her. “I was not. I was concerned. You should have come up with a better plan than relying on that Remiel guy to help you.”
“Yes, in future I shall bear that in mind,” she says wryly, taking Cole’s hand and lacing her fingers through his.
“And that’s another thing,” Cade says before he can get a word in. “Why are you so chummy with him now? What is all that about?”
Damn good question, and the one he was going to ask himself. When the time was right.
“It’s a long story,” she says with a shrug. “I need to speak to him again before I start surmising.”
“But you know something?” Cole asks her.
“A bit,” she replies cautiously.
“Is he dangerous?” he asks, feeling somewhat foolish, because of all he has put her through. But he did also help her, sort of.
Her eyes search his for a moment before she answers, “I’m not sure.”
Well gee, that does not make him feel any better about the creature. Cade looks the same, but she fires a look at him that keeps his mouth shut. Cole narrows his eyes at them, he is not liking this little whatever it is they have going on.
“Right, well, I will leave you two to get sorted,” Cade says, standing up. “We leave for Heathrow in an hour. By the way, Xane asked me to tell you that he had pressing business in Hell and won’t be back for a few days. He will meet us in Paris.”
“What pressing business?” Liv asks, standing up quickly.
“He said it was a five, so there is no need for you to worry,” Cade replies with a smile.
She smiles back and relaxes. Cole doesn’t know what that means, and it annoys him that they do. Cade leaves then and he asks her, “What is a ‘five’?” He is sick of being out of the loop because he has an actual job, unlike all of these lazy asses who seem to do…well, fuck knows really what they all do.
“When I went to meet Xane in Vegas, we agreed that he would continue to run Hades on a day-to-day basis and I only wanted to know about things that were a six and over, so a five is his to deal with,” she explains to him.