When his hand trailed down the side of my face, I couldn’t help but lean into it. As I opened my eyes, I saw him staring at me, a heated look in his gaze that I hadn’t seen in a while.
He swallowed hard, dropping his hand. “You should probably go,” he whispered.
I nodded. We were getting a little too close for comfort. As I turned to head out of the room, he grabbed my arm and jerked me into him. His lips crashed down onto mine with such heat, I gasped for air. This whole situation was wrong. We hadn’t even discussed his marriage or our thoughts about being together again.
I put my hand on his chest and pulled away. I stared into his eyes, his fingers trailing up my back making me shiver.
“Kiss me, Sophie,” he whispered.
My breath caught when I felt his hard length pressing against my stomach. He kissed me again, hands moving into my hair so he could take the pins out of it. I moaned, unable to deny him anymore. I bit his lip, loving the groan that came from him.
His hands weaved through my hair, yanking back and exposing my throat. His lips were soft at first, then I felt his fangs scrape over the vein. One of his hands began to work up the hem of my dress. When his fingers found flesh, I moaned, urging him to continue. He lightly brushed above my panties, causing my stomach to quiver, then walked me backwards and pushed my body up against the wall. I gasped as he lifted me, my legs wrapping around his waist. Holding me with one hand and undoing his pants with the other, he let them drop to the floor, then yanked my panties aside and drove his cock into me. I cried out in surprise, my nails digging into his neck as I held on.
Drake pounded furiously, my orgasm building. When he started panting, close to release, I reached mine, screaming out his name. With one last thrust, he grunted, spilling into me.
Well, that was quick.
Realizing what I’d done, I pushed him away and slid down the wall until my feet hit the floor. Drake watched me straighten my hair, then my dress.
“We shouldn’t have done that.” I blinked, trying to stop the tears from falling.
Drake pulled up his pants and frowned. “You wanted it as much as I did.”
“You seduced me.”
“It takes two people, Sophie. Are you worried about your Mage? Is that the problem? You were mine first!” he snarled, suddenly losing the calm demeanor he had all evening. “Mine! I did everything I could to please you, and this is how you repay me? By sleeping with a fucking Mage?”
“You’re married! How is this my fault?” I demanded. “I thought this was my home, but it wasn’t. Your wife has more rights to it than I do.”
I stomped toward the entryway, snatching my purse from the table. Drake strode to the door, holding it closed with one hand.
“I don’t want you to leave me, Sophie. I can’t stand not having you close. Don’t you realize how much I need you?”
“You should have thought about that before you hid the fact you were married from me!” I shoved his hand away and opened the door, then stopped, not looking at him. “Send over the papers tomorrow. I’ll have the Council review them.”
He swallowed. “Don’t do this.”
I sighed, still not looking at him. “Are you still married, Drake? Have your lawyers solved the problem?”
“I, uh... I have yet to send over the paperwork. I’ve been possessed, in case you’ve forgotten.”
I turned to him then, letting him see the tear sliding down my cheek. “We will talk about it once you have the paperwork filed. For now, we probably shouldn’t see each other like this anymore. At least not alone.”
He grabbed my hands, but let go once I stepped outside. I couldn’t look back. If I did, I knew I wouldn’t have been able to leave.
I TOSSED AND TURNED that night. All I kept thinking about was the feeling of his hands on me, how he slid in with such force that the pain sent a thrill through my entire body. It was good. I had to admit that. It was always good. But so was Ethan.
I was still sore. It was rough, but I enjoyed it. Still, I couldn’t help but feel it was a huge mistake. It shouldn’t have happened. We weren’t together because of something he did, yet I spread my legs like some pathetic whore.
Turning onto my side, I stared at the clock. I was glad it was the weekend, but that meant I would have nothing to distract me from thinking about Drake. I wouldn’t have Ethan to keep me in a good mood. Maybe I relied on him too much.
Covering my face with a pillow, I screamed into it. When my phone chimed with a text, I glanced at it, seeing a picture from Ethan. A picture of his dick. Laughing, I texted back.
I miss it more than you know!
I laughed when he responded within seconds. He was such a freak.
I miss your ass the most ;)
Chapter Six
Monday morning came far too quickly. I dragged myself into work, wishing I could go back to bed. I didn’t have the cheerful Mage waking me up, insisting we have sex in the shower. Maybe he was good for me.
I chuckled when I remembered the picture he sent me. It was the last text message I received from him, so I hoped everything was okay. Last thing I wanted was him to be in trouble with the other Mages. I didn’t know how things worked with them. I never asked him if he
