head.
“It’ll just be Lorenzo, it’s not like I’m asking you to set up a drug ring, cavallo. And it’ll be for his benefit. You can think of yourself as Lorenzo’s guardian angel.” He tugged me under his arm in an iron hold and spoke in my ear. “You’re the best chance he’s got. I need you.”
I nodded, releasing a sigh as I realised I didn’t have a choice in this. He had saved me from a violent death at Ryder’s hands after all. And I guessed he was continually saving me from that just by being my friend since.
“I can’t ask the Clan to help with this. It has to be a secret,” Dante said seriously, turning to me with a frown. “I’ll make it worth your while, amico mio. I may not be close with my cousin, but he was a part of my pack. I need to protect those who love him from the fate he is walking towards.” He scruffed my hair and I smiled a little. Sometimes I could see a real friendship blossoming with Dante. But that belonged to another life. One where I didn’t have to be secretly working my ass off to pay Old Sal back every month, one where I wasn’t planning to run with Ella and take her as far away from this city as possible.
Maybe I’d miss him when I was gone. But then I remembered I was now officially a drug dealer for the king of the Oscura Clan and I doubted I’d miss anything at all about this life. I couldn’t wait to live without looking over my shoulder all the time, without my heart racing constantly and sleep evading me every night. No, when this was all over, I’d never look back. I’d only look forward to the future where me and Ella could carve our own fate. And we’d never have to answer to anyone again.
***
I lay in my bunk with Cindy Lou, a sheet hanging around the edges of it so no one could see in and a silencing bubble in place. Not that that had stopped the bed rocking and Amy muttering curses from the bunk above. My bad.
I held onto Cindy, not wanting to get out of bed as I clung to this moment. With her, things weren’t so bad. The stress I was under drifted away and I could just enjoy some peace for a while in her arms. And as I regularly needed to keep my mind off of the raging shitstorm that was my life, I was more than glad to hide away in bed with her for as long as I could get away with.
I ran my hand down the smooth plain of her bare back and she sighed contentedly as she painted circles on my chest. Her black hair fell in a waterfall around us, the scent of shea and honey carrying from her and helping me relax for once.
“Are you planning on joining the Oscuras?” she asked, reaching up to kiss my neck.
“No, why’d you ask that?” I asked breathily as her hand pushed beneath the sheets and curled around my dick.
“You always jump to attention whenever Dante looks your way.”
“He has that affect being the leader of the Oscura Clan,” I snorted.
“Yeah,” she breathed, running her tongue up to my ear. “He’s a bad Fae. Do you ever fantasise about what it would be like to lead a Clan like that? To be a Dragon who could eat someone whole?”
“Um…” She started pumping my dick and I struggled to focus on that question.
“How about we do a little roleplay?” She quirked a brow as she leaned over me, kissing the corner of my mouth. “You could pretend to be a big scary Dragon and I’ll be the bad little Centaur he has to punish.”
“Er, do we have to?” I cupped her ass as I tried to pull her on top of me but she resisted, pouting down at me.
“It’ll be fun,” she pushed. “You go on top.”
“Ah…okay.” I moved to get up and she dropped into my space, rolling onto her front.
I frowned down at her as she lifted her ass and whimpered like I was about to hurt her. It was totally fucking weird, but she looked hot as fuck so maybe I could play along.
“You’re gonna be – er- in big trouble,” I tried and failed terribly at sounding scary.
“Maybe try a Faetalian accent,” Cindy suggested, writhing in the sheets. “And hold me down.”
“Okay…”