I didn’t think it would be possible to steal Draco’s breath away, but when I do this—kiss him so deep and tenderly, as if I care—I hear him sigh and groan and shudder beneath the embrace.
I feel him let go and melt, even if the feeling is faint and slight. I feel him, and when my tongue slides between his lips and dances with his, that’s when I know I have him.
All of him.
He thinks I am his. Truthfully, he has it backwards.
I am not his.
He is mine.
Restoration – Day 6
I don’t know when we fell asleep last night, but I do know he took me once more on this bed before letting me rest. Figuring I wasn’t satisfied, he devoured me with his full lips and warm tongue, taking away all my worries for the time being. Making sure all I could feel was him.
I slept like a baby.
When I wake up, the sun beaming down on my skin, fingers are threading through my hair. I look over and Draco is staring right at me. There is no sign that he’s just awakened. If anything, his hair looks like the perfect bed hair, but only like he tossed and turned all night while shoving his fingers through it.
“Did you sleep?” I ask, and my voice is dry and scratchy. I clear my throat.
“Not at all.”
“Wanted to, but couldn’t.”
I press my lips and look away.
He tilts my chin back up. “I was up all night thinking about what I will do to them.”
I sit up a bit. “And what will you do?”
“Kill them, of course.”
I cringe a little. “How?”
“That’s the thing. I’m not sure if I want it to be quick or for them to suffer a little more. I want them to suffer, but the more I think about it now, I’m tired of knowing they are wasting space around me. The longer they stay in there, the weaker and more vulnerable I seem.”
My lips twist. As much as I’d love to see them suffer too, I think quick and easy would make me feel less guilty. Isn’t it sad that I still feel remorse for people that only wanted to see me dead, that have caused me immeasurable suffering and pain?
“I thought you said you wanted me to get rid of them,” I murmur.
“I change my mind.”
“Because it’s not what Lion would have wanted. He would have wanted me to handle it. Plus, it will fuck you up even more to do it. I saw how you reacted to me killing Kevin. You could hardly stomach it. With them, it will be worse. You wanted to trust Francesca. I made it so that you wouldn’t trust her for a reason. Now you see why.”
“Because she could never be trusted,” I whisper.
“No, she couldn’t. And that’s why I only used her. Never craved her or wanted to make her mine. I didn’t care about her. She had to be bought, or it would have been my life on the line. The men that had her couldn’t stand her. She’s annoying and desperate. She tries so hard, but men like me don’t want someone easy. We want someone that will put up a fight. Give us a challenge. Someone that will make us question ourselves. You think she gave you that breakfast out of kindness? No, she gave it to you to call to me—to get my attention. She wanted to have you wrapped around her finger instead of you being wrapped around mine. She wanted me, and she knew she wouldn’t get to me unless it was through you.”
He looks me up and down with hard eyes. The sun reflects off of them, but even so, his eyes are still dark. I can hardly tell they’re brown.
He sits up and pushes out of bed. He only has on a pair of boxers, no shirt. “It will happen today and you will see just what I do to the people that thought they could get away with hurting the woman I adore.” He’s in the closet in no time and I push up on my elbows, listening to him shuffle around. He comes back out moments later in a gray button-down shirt, a silky navy blue tie, and navy blue dress pants.
He has on the leather shoes he wore the very first day I met him. Clearly, those shoes mean business.
He enters the bathroom to brush his teeth and then smooth his hair with water and a small dollop of gel. When he comes back, he walks to my side of the bed and tilts my chin. He tangles his fingers in my hair and his full, soft lips press down on mine. I feel heat build up and swirl in my belly. My core clenches tight and I try so hard not to moan from his unexpected embrace.