Supernatural Villain (Supernatural Captivity #3) - Avery Song Page 0,64
head to face his, leaving me no choice but to stare into his mesmerizing eyes.
"Cassandra." I swear to the heavens, he was going to make me experience death with that voice. "Aside from your body, is there something else you're wishing to have from before all of this happened?"
His question made me frown, but maybe he knew I still worried about my confidence issue. "I'm a little afraid that I can't keep up this boldness in my persona for much longer," I confessed. "That level of confidence I carried even when I didn't know shit on the outside. I feel a little lost...like I’ve literally lost a piece of myself and I'm still trying to find where she went. My body will gain weight with enough cake, I guess, but I dislike this side of myself that's frightened for what's to come. Fear is only natural, but I wish I had the confidence to deal with it."
Letting out another long sigh, I shook my head. "I must sound like a broken record. Aren't you already tired of asking me how I am?"
"I'll never be tired of checking in on your emotional and mental status, Cassandra," Adonis stated without a hint of dismay. "People love to judge a book by its cover. To view a person who smiles brightly and appears strong and in their element on the outside. I don't care about that shit. Anyone can paint a smile on their face. What I care to dive into are the emotions that are hidden within. The twirling hurricane of feelings that stir inside with a desperate urge to be seen. To listen to the thoughts that keep you up in the pits of a dark night or the worries that fight to consume you when the rest of the world is quiet. As an incubus, the attraction is the least of our worries when it comes to a person. We're attracted to the burning emotions that ooze off you, or in my case, I'm attracted to every essence of your being from the inside out."
He took my hand and lifted it to his lips. He pressed a tender kiss to the back of my flesh. I shivered and allowed my eyes to close and enjoy the tiny tingles of lust that rushed through me.
"Did you know there's a special reason why incubi and succubi are confident in their element?"
"Isn't it a born trait?" I quietly asked. That had an amused smirk forming on his face before he rose up and tugged on my hand to do the same.
When I stood up, he made sure I had the strength to stand on my own before he pointed to the wall of flowers that was between two large oak trees.
"Let's migrate to that spot."
"Why?" I inquired.
"You'll see," he replied. "I'm going to show you."
I decided to trust him. He let go of my hand to gather the blankets and with ease walked over to the spot and lowered the thick, fuzzy sheets. As I walked over to observe, he turned around to face me, sporting that usual, mischievous grin.
"Are you going to play along?"
"If it doesn't get me killed and my lingerie will be in one piece."
"I can only agree to one," he concluded, which made me roll my eyes.
"Fine."
"Good." He chuckled and began to take off his shirt.
That clearly had my attention as I purposely arched an eyebrow for the sake of trying to not look like I was eyeing every damn movement of his t-shirt gliding over his defined muscles, moving up his strong arms, and revealing that chiseled body that had me craving to touch him.
I had to be staring for an extra minute - or two - because it took Adonis leaning against the bark of the oak tree with his arms crossed for me to realize he was done with his stripping moment.
"Oops."
"Can I continue, my queen?"
"Certainly," I encouraged and licked my bottom lip. His eyes trailed over every single movement.
"You're making this difficult, Cass," he muttered but proceeded to uncross his arms to reach for the belt of his pants.
"Difficult? Please don't tell me you're loosening your pants so your cock won't get all tight in your boxers," I countered.
His sly grin was followed with him unbuckling his belt. The slow movement of his hands undoing the button and zipper of his black pants had my mouth slightly open while I tried not to drool - or get far too excited.