Blessed (29 page)

A charcoal black tuxedo fit perfectly to his muscular frame, and a small gold pin of the same stylized bull that was on his tattoo glinted in the light of the chandelier. The color of the suit made his teal eyes blaze, but he gripped his large hands into fists and his usual arrogant sneer was nowhere to be found. If anything, he looked nervous.

“Pardon me?” she asked as she cocked her hip and put a hand on it. “Did you just grab my arm and demand that I dance with you? I don't know who you think you are, but I'm not being interrogated by you now. So I'm not about to take your shit. You can kindly go piss off and leave me alone.”

Devon stepped closer and said through clenched teeth, “Please, Shay. Pretty please with sugar on top. That Chosen of Mazu won't leave me alone. If you don't dance with me, I'm afraid she's going to drug my food and drag me off into the night.”

Looking over his shoulder, she noticed a pretty Asian woman in a blue silk dress glaring daggers at her and Devon. “Ohhhh, she looks scary. What are you, about three times her size? Just tell her to go away like I'm telling you to,” she said as she spun on her heel to leave.

Devon stepped in front of her and said in a pleading tone, “Come on, Shay. Just one dance. I told her you were my jealous girlfriend.” She growled at him, but he continued unabashed. “I can't just tell her to go away. The last guy who blew her off ended up having his house flooded out by a freak high tide. I don't want to have to worry about drowning every time I go to the ocean. I like the beach.”

“I get to be your jealous girlfriend? Fine.” She smiled up at Devon and swung her hand to slap his face.

Devon caught her hand before it made contact and brought her wrist to his mouth, gently biting the vein that pounded there. “You may have surprised me at the store with your hit, Shay, but I won't make that mistake again.” His deep voice vibrated against her skin, and her heart stuttered.

For a moment, all she could do was watch his full lips as he placed a kiss where his teeth had been. The movement was sensual and erotic. Devon's amazing lashes were lowered onto his tanned cheeks, and her breath caught her throat. A throbbing started between her legs, as if his lips and teeth had been nibbling on lower parts. It annoyed her that he could pull those feelings from her so easily and that he was brazen enough to do it in the first place.

She jerked her hand away from him, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the Asian woman stalk away with a sour expression. Praying for patience, she unclenched her jaw enough to speak. “One dance, and that's only because I don't want to have to make your mother go to your funeral. And keep your lips to yourself, cupcake.”

Devon grinned and led her out to the dance floor with a bow that was actually rather gentlemanly.

Her favorable opinion of Devon rapidly diminished when he opened his mouth. “I'm surprised you're still alive. With the piss-poor job Aiden is doing with your training, you should have been taken out by a Destro assassin a long time ago,” he said as he spun expertly across the floor.

Her back stiffened. “Aiden is doing a wonderful job keeping me alive, thank you very much.”

With a teasing grin, Devon said, “He did put a hell of a nice blessing on you. But it was sloppy of him to let you go wandering around the Temple District. You're far too vulnerable to be out by yourself.”

“How did you know I…oh yeah, your Mom.” With a smile that was more of a snarl, she said, “Don’t worry, I'm not as soft as I look.”

Devon gave her a flagrant once-over, making her very aware of his hand on the bare skin of her back. “Well, I'll have to take your word for it. I'm afraid Aiden would have my head if I tried to,” he leaned over to whisper into her ear, lowering his shields a bit so the psychic scent of dark spice and sandalwood filled her soul, “feel how soft you really are.”

She sucked in a breath and growled at him, angry with her body, which was humming in approval at his blatant attempt at seduction. Devon appeared a bit surprised himself, and his hand tightened on her back as he held her closer. Looking up into his eyes, she couldn't think of a witty comeback to shoot at him, which was a first. All she could think about was his smell and how nice his eyelashes were and wonder what his lips would feel like on her mouth.

She was saved from embarrassing herself by Aiden tapping on Devon's shoulder. “Hands off, King.”

Devon gave her one last searching look and turned to face Aiden. His full lips shifted to an arrogant sneer. “Keep your panties on, Aiden. Shay was just helping me avoid a little ocean goddess anger.” He turned back to her and said, “Thanks, for the dance. My mom will appreciate not having to fish my corpse out of the sea.”

Before she could say anything, he slipped away into the crowd. Aiden swept her up into his arms, his grip possessive and he turned to glare at Devon's retreating back. “I'm sorry he forced you to dance with him. I got wrapped up talking with my mother and her friends. It won’t happen again.”

“It's okay,” she said with a soft smile as she smoothed his jacket. “He's a prick, but he didn't mean any harm.”

Still glaring at the part of the room that Devon had disappeared into, Aiden said, “Yeah, well, I didn't like the way he was looking at you. Like a hungry man looking a steak.”

Feeling uncomfortable at his accurate observation, she tried to lighten the mood. “Don't worry. You're the only one who gets to eat me.”

He watched her intently, studying her face. As his eyes darkened, her nipples tightened beneath her dress, as she became extra aware of the heat coming off his body. She knew the moment he lowered his shields because those phantom hands that he somehow had were caressing her all over her body, making her knees so weak he had to pull her tight against his body to keep her upright as desire flowed like fire through her body and settled in her swollen sex.

“Come home with me tonight,” he said simply, and his thumb ran a possessive path down her spine toward her butt.

She’d opened her mouth to protest that Chrissy would be waiting for her when he lowered his shields further, his warm amber scent and energy brushing over her in a caress. It sent a shiver down her body, pulling a soft moan out of her as she hovered on the edge of an unexpected orgasm. Several of the Chosen on the dance floor glanced over and smiled or smirked at them. She hid her face against his chest. “Okay.”

She had just enough time to grab her wrap and purse, then Aiden nearly dragged her out of the ballroom. Eliana said good-bye to his family as they passed them on the way out, and she thought she saw his mother give a satisfied smile as he hustled her out the door.

As Aiden drove down the driveway of the country club, he placed his hand on her thigh and began to slowly slide his way up. She quirked an eyebrow at him but didn't say anything as he gently stroked her skin. He kept his eyes on the road, but his hand inched steadily upward and she shivered at the feather light touch of his fingers over her skin.

The radio played a dance song with a heavy techno beat that throbbed through the speakers, making conversation without yelling impossible. She sucked in a hard breath through her nose as his fingers crept over her inner thigh, and she let her legs fall open. Closing her eyes, she marveled at how erotic it felt to have his hands moving with such slow and soft touches as the music moved to a rapid beat that made her pulse pound.

She let out a sigh when his fingers ran over the lace edge of her panties and along her hip. Ever so slowly, he slid his hand farther up her dress, the palm of his hand cool on her heated flesh. Every time he touched her she thought it was the best feeling ever, then he would touch her again and she’d had to redefine her idea of pleasure.

“Oh, Aiden.” She sighed as she shifted her hips to give him better access. She bit her lower lip when he rewarded her with one long finger slowly moving over the damp silk of her panties. That finger teased over her clit, pressing the damp satin of her panties into her with a firm touch. A bolt of need made she arch her back and grind her hips into his hand. Not looking at her, he moved his hand back to her inner thigh, softly caressing.

Trying to angle her hips to get his hand back where she wanted it, she whimpered when he wouldn’t return his fingers to her throbbing clit. She was aching for his touch, and he continued to tease her. Instead of touching her where she wanted, he traced his long fingers over the satin covered lips of her pussy, making her already swollen sex ache. When he continued to tease her, continued to wind her tighter and tighter, she tried to grab his wrist and make him touch her, but he was too strong and continued his light torment with a devilish grin. Well, two could play that game. With a small smile, she pulled the bottom of her dress up and slid her panties down over her legs.

Holding the panties up a few inches from his face, she teasingly dropped them into his lap. He glanced down and arched a brow at her with a slow smile. She leaned over and gripped her hand around his stiff cock through his pants, rubbing the satin of her purple panties over him. He felt so hard and good in her hand, but he’d feel even better in her pussy, filling her like only he could.

The car swerved as he thrust into her hand, and the driver of the car behind them laid on its horn. Giving her a hot glare, he sped the Hummer and made a hard right into his drive, opening the gate with a remote. She responded by gripping him harder, then teasing the rim of the crest of his shaft with her thumb. Then, taking a page out of his playbook, began to trace around his cock, almost touching but not quite. He thrust up and she pulled her hand away all together, ignoring his silent snarl.

She laughed and slid her skirt up so her hot flesh was exposed to the cool air and his gaze. He kept looking from her body to the road, the car slowing as he became more and more distracted. Thankfully they were on his private drive now, but oh how she loved making him lose control like this. It made her feel powerful, wanted, and oh so turned on.

Looking into his eyes, she slowly licked one finger, enjoying his slightly pained expression. She ran it down the soft mound of exposed flesh between her legs, her eyes fluttering shut with pleasure as she rubbed her clit. The delicious danger in teasing him made her body tight with need, as did the desire to make him lose control.

With a curse, he stopped the car and threw it into park. They were about halfway between the street and his house, the road curving behind a stand of trees. The headlights of the Hummer threw harsh shadows on the lawn.

She gave him a questioning look as he opened his door. He came over to her side and jerked the door open, then put his large hands around her waist, lifting her out of her seat and against him. As they shared a deep, heated kiss, he unbuckled his pants, freeing himself from his zipper with a low grunt before handing her a condom.

She tore it open, sliding it over his length with a rough sigh. He backed her against the closed back door of the idling Hummer and held her in place with one hand as he worked the edge of her dress over her hips. For a moment he paused and looked into her eyes before leaning over and giving her a soft, probing kiss that was a stark contrast to his earlier rough handling.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispered against her lips. “You strip away my self-control, turn me into a rutting beast with no more than a smile. I’m addicted to you. Addicted to your taste, your smell, and this tight little pussy that takes my dick so well.”

He licked and bit her delicate collarbones as he ran the head of his cock back and forth over her meltingly hot pussy. She was wet and slick with desire, and he slid easily into her. They both sighed as he slowly lowered her weight onto his hard cock, then paused and she breathed in his scent, enjoying the sensation of being filled by him. It felt so good to be held in his arms, especially after having to behave all night at the country club.

She marveled at his strength as he easily pinned her against the metal of his Hummer that still vibrated with the bass of the music. He held her gaze as he moved in and out of her in long, sure strokes, his hands gripping her ass while she held on to his shoulders. The feeling of the wind on her bare lower half was terribly erotic, and she felt herself swiftly approaching her release after the long, slow tease on the drive here. She let her eyes close as the orgasm tightened her pussy and gasped as the slow, powerful contractions of her orgasm made her writhe against him. His hard cock moved slowly in her, stroking out the climax and prolonging it as he groaned at the sensation.

He waited until she recovered, holding her and filling her with small, gentle movements. As she began to respond to his thrusts again, he growled, “I want you to come again. I want to feel you clench around me as I fill you up.”

She groaned in reply, locking her hands into his hair and urging him deeper. Only Aiden could make her feel this cherished and desired. He widened his stance and began to pound into her harder and faster. She jerked against him, creating delicious friction in time to his movements. Eliana felt the heat building in her body as she got closer to her release. He moved the angle of her hips so her clit was pressed tight to his body, grinding into him as he pounded into her.

“Aiden, I'm almost there, don’t stop, you feel so good,” she said with her eyes closed. He gripped her even harder and buried himself in her as deep as he could go, grinding her against his body. She let out a low cry as she felt her orgasm crash over her, gripping his body within hers. The low growl against her neck and his shudder let her know he was joining her.

Perfect, he was perfect.

They slid down the side of the Hummer in a heap. Aiden moved so he was sitting against the car with her on his lap. They breathed heavily before she began to laugh and cover his face in light kisses.

With a smile, he said, “What's so funny?”

“Well, at least we made it to your driveway. Thank the gods we're not getting arrested right now for lewd acts in public.”

He laughed as she stood up and moved her dress back into place. Disposing of the condom, he tucked himself back into his pants and helped her into her seat with a grin. After hopping back in the car, he held her face between his hands and gave her a long, slow kiss. His thumbs stroked across her cheeks in rhythm with his tongue.