The Two Kings (Afterlife Saga) (61 page)

“I will get a message to him to knock before he comes in, that way you can get into position
before he sees you
.
”

“That will never work, can you imagine Draven knocking to get into his own room
?
” She laughed at the thought and admitted that no
,
she couldn’t.

After a cheeky grin and a mischievous wink she was gone, leaving me to enter Draven
’
s bed chamber alone. As usual
,
there was a drink waiting for me and after I downed the first glass of rosé wine, I poured myself another. I let my bag slide to the floor before my clothes followed. I slipped each layer off as I let the wine slip down my throat to help with my nerves. Soon I had a pile around my feet and nothing covering my skin apart from my corseted bodice
, stockings
and thong
with garter belt
that were covering next
to nothing. The set that was promiscuously called
temptress was starting to work its magic by making me feel sexier than I ever had in my life!

I went into the bathroom with my bag to add the extra touches to the look I was trying to achieve. I let my hair down and ran my fingers through the still damp waves, creating volume. It hung down my back like a mane, curly around my curvy figure and moving with every heavy breath I t
ook. I tried to control my shaking
hands as I fished around in my bag for my black silk gloves that for once weren’t fingerless.

I located them
and replaced my usual ones, then found a
small stick for my lips that Libby had lent me. It was the exact colour of the roses that were featured across my body like they were now a part of me. I smoothed it across my heart shaped lips and broke my one rule abou
t being blonde and wearing red lipstick. The high gloss made them look wet and inviting, so when they curled up into a smile, I was surprised to find the whole look was starting to give me courage in my plans for seduction.

So with my outfit in place I walked
in
my black stocking
ed
feet back to lounge dramatically on the huge bed that was draped with luxurious black material with was a mix of velvet and satin. I almost laughed out loud when I saw how much I stood out against the gothic bedding. The blood red roses al
most came to life they looked so
real amongst this per
fect mix of rich, high class
theatrics.
Then I remembered the matches I had brought with me.

See
,
I was normally used to Draven
’
s click of the fingers and poof there would be the perfect setting for a perfect romantic evening but now I had to do things the mortal way. I decided to just light around the bed to create the focus to where I wanted most of the night
’
s activity’s to happen
and also if I were to light every candle in the room I would be there forever a
nd a
day, not to mention running out of matches.

Once that part was done I started to relax while I waited. I imagined Draven
’
s strong hands searching my corset for access to my skin
, would he undo the cord gently or would his demon side show through and tear his way through with impatience. My head rolled back at the sexual tension I was creat
ing in my mind. I wanted him so
badly and it wouldn’t be long before he found the evidence of this for himself. I closed my eyes and retraced through the memories of his touch, the endless nights of passion fuelled by raw heat, passion and an unstoppable love that fused us together like on
e
entity.

After hardly anytime at all my heart nearly stopped as I heard footsteps at the door. I expected for it to just open and see that tall frame silhouetted in the darkness but when I heard the door knock lightly I was surprised. I smiled and mentally thanked Sophia as she must have delivered the message to her brother after we said our goodnights. I took a deep breath before trying to control my shaky voice, after all I
needed to play the dominant
one tonight and that would never work if I was stuttering.

I
moved onto my side and cast my own shadows as I posed seductively, lifting one knee up and giving a full view of my new sexy look. I arranged my hair around one side and made sure my bulging cleavage was on full show. I lic
ked my lips and said “Come in” i
n the sexiest voice that had passed through my lips in twenty three years.

The door opened and there Draven stood, strong and solid but frozen in shock. He stepped further into the room but it looked like he had other ideas. He slowly moved his feet as if fighting with his own actions. I bit my lip as the idea that he might not like this new Keira that he was discovering in his room. I tried to banish that idea and after an
o
ther deep breath
, I
had the guts to say
,

“Won’t you come closer?”

Again the figure was silent and I was starting to regret this pretty quickly as he had now stopped completely. I now wished I had taken the time to light all the candles so that I could see his features. His face was in complete darkness and I tried to squint my eyes to make out if he was wearing his usual frown. I was about to speak but Draven beat me to it.

“Keira
, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you would be…be like that
!
”

“Like what?” I asked before my mind had time to realise my mistake.

“So exquisite
,
” the voice rumbled out like a starved man and it sent a shudder of mixed emotions to the core.

The voice of a man is a powerful thing, when words like that are heard. The voice of a man’s soul can seep through his lips, when words like that are spoken.
And the voice of an
Angel’s
heart was heard that night
, for those words
spoken
belonged
….

To the
voice of Vincent.

Chapter 27 

Mistakes and a Bed o
f Roses

I had frozen as if
an ice queen had just cast a deadly spell. In my head a voice screamed out to cover myself up but in this case I wasn’t the only one doing the wrong thing. Vincent still hadn’t moved
,
although I was pretty sure it was wrong of him to be staring at me the way he still was.
It was the first time I saw a flicker of the same power Draven held
,
run through his brother’s body. I saw blue light
emanate
from his feet and as it travelled up to his upper body
,
it changed to a darker
shade, reminding me of the day’s sky turning into night.

He hadn’t moved any closer but I could almost hear the want in his bones begging him to work until they reach the bed
’
s edge.
Then the candles started to flicker making it
the second time I had ever felt fear around Vincent. The first time of course, being in the car park where he caught me before his bro
ther could follow in his foots
teps to take me against my will.

After what seemed like a small forever, I forced some words from my trembling lips.

“Vincent…I…I a
m so sorry…
I
didn’t…” The words seemed to tumble out like a lost cause but whatever it sounded like, it seemed to work because his response was a gentle
,

“Ssssh, please don’t do that
.
” His smooth voice made my skin prick
le
and a weird vibration flash
ed
down my naked neck. His glowing body faded back into the darkness now that he
appeared to be calming whatever emotions had been running wild with his mind. Now that he was once again just a
silhouette in the room, he decided he was going to move from the spot he had been glued to and finally my mind did the same and kicked into gear, covering myself up with the bed covers. By the time we came face to face, we were looking less
risky
about our situation. My skin was covered and his eyes didn’t glow with the dangerous lust I had seen.

I bit my
lip like it would help prevent
the situation from getting any worse
… that being my big mouth! But this reaction made him smile and he knelt down to my level so he didn’t look so threatening from the height of him towering above me. He wasn’t much s
horter than his brother,
there being mere inches between them. His skin was paler than Draven’s and the faint light from the now steady candles were casting a warm orange glow onto his soft features. He was still smiling and it looked like he was trying very hard not to let his eyes linger anywhere else but
from
my face.

“You know we really need to stop meeting like th
is
!
” He joked and finally I
could let air out of my mouth.

“I’m so sorry, I thought
….
”

“I know, you thought I was Dom
.
” He said in a whisper before I could explain. At this I
covered my shame filled head in my hands.

“Oh God! Why does this keep happening? What is Draven going to say
?
” I know it was a little tactless but it was all I could think about. I jumped slightly when I felt Vincent’s cool skin come into contact with mine, but when his fingers started to pry my hands away, I relaxed when met with his
sympathetic
face.

“He’s not going to find out Keira, I think for everyone’s sake this one should be kept between me and you. But I will tell you something…This is the last time I will be coming here to give you messages that Dom should be doing himself!” It was the first sign of disapproval I had seen him direct at his brother befor
e and it shocked me. It was as though
he didn’t think kindly on him for making me wait like this.

“He’s not coming yet is he?” I asked looking down to hide both my disappointment and relief.

“Not yet
…
no, he sent me here to tell you he had some business to deal with before joining you, only if he knew what you had planned
,
I think business
would most certainly be delayed
.
” He tried to hid a cheeky grin I didn’t ever expect to see
on Vincent’s face. But the wink he followed it up with
surprised
me more. I laughed and its purpose became clear.

“I had a feeling he would never have knocked
.
” I said more to myself than Vincent.

“And why would you have ever though a man like my brother would have?” He laughed but when he saw my face he could read his sister
’
s name all over my thoughts.

“Ah…Sophia
!
” He sighed and rolled his eyes.

“It wasn’t all her fault, she just suggested that she could get a message to him to knock…you know…so I would know he was coming
.
” I added quietly
,
which furthermore
added to my shame.

“I see
.
”

“You really won’t tell him?” I asked hopefully.

“Oh no…trust me, the way Dom’s temper is at the moment
,
it wouldn’t be the smartest of things to do
.
” He wasn’t laughing anymore and I shuddered at the word
s
Dom and temper in the same sentence.

“Why…
is he angry?”

“
Yes but trust me
,” h
e motioned to my body with his hand and added
,

“This will help” Which made my cheeks torch the blood beneath my skin. He shifted his weight and was standing again before I had time to blink. He was about to leave but I grabbed his hand to hold him back. He looked down at the small
, black satin
fingers that had curled around his
large
palm.

“Thank you Vincent
.
”