room.” She smiles at me knowingly “We'll let you know when the others return.”
Caleb whispers us to the room, and I can't help but feel like they're not telling us everything. I eye them both as they watch each other, as if they're talking silently.
“What?” I say, my hands on my hips. I'm not some dainty little Princess, I won't be kept out of the loop.
“Good luck.” Caleb winces as he looks between us both and then whispers out of sight.
“What does he mean good luck?” I level Levi with my stare, and he runs a hand through his hair.
“Can we go in the room and wash up before we have this conversation? Please?” He asks softly, and a lead weight settles in my stomach.
“Fine,” I tell him as dread grips me. He's always up front with me, and this isn't like him. I turn and open the door, and laugh out loud. “It's a sex den.”
Levi lets out a small laugh behind me and ushers me inside, closing the door behind us. I hear it lock, and I relax. This might be Morgan’s home, but it's still the Shadow Realm.
I take in the site before us, the four-poster ginormous bed which could easily sleep ten, the pink chiffon that creates the illusion of curtains hanging from the top rail of the bed, as if to give some form of privacy. There are giant cushions opposite the bed around a low table. On the far side of the room is a table with what looks like ankle and wrist restraints, and a Lew of other goodies to delight in.
“Morgan definitely knows how to plan for her audience,” Levi says softly behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. “But first, I desperately need a shower.” He releases me and opens the door closest to us, and reveals another room about half the size of the bedroom.
The bathroom is fucking huge, with a tub that could easily fit two to four people and I laugh again.
“Being queen apparently has its perks.” I laugh as I take in the double shower. “Want some company?”
He grins at me as he prowls towards me and lifts me into his arms. “If I ever turn that offer down, kill me,” he growls before kissing me with so much need my heart stutters in my chest.
He places me on a counter and moves his hands to my hair. Gripping me with such passion, such force, that I lose myself in him.
I run my hands up the plains of his chest under his t-shirt, dragging my nails across his skin. He hisses and I smile.
“Temptress,” he says pulling my head further back by my hair and he ravages the column of my neck and collar bone with his lips and tongue, taking whatever he wants from me, and I give myself willingly.
I lift his t-shirt and he steps back to let me peel it from him, and I sigh happily. I hope I never stop reacting to him like this. I bite my lip as his arms clench under the weight of my stares and I clench my thighs as he growls lowly. “You're wearing too much.”
He peels my tank off of me, my hair settling back down around me, covering my tits, my nipples hardening almost to the point of painful as he runs his thumbs across them. I cry out as he tweaks them before he captures my mouth with his again. I wrap my legs around him, his hardness grinding against me making me whimper against him. My nails dig into his shoulders as he kisses down to my collar bone, unclasping my bra as he goes before taking one nipple in his mouth.
“Fuck, Levi!” I cry out as he laves me with his tongue. Nipping me with his teeth, while his fingers trace down my torso to the waist of my jeans. A bang on the door makes me groan with frustration.
“Fuck off!” Levi growls but the door opens regardless.
“You might want to cover your girl up, ‘cause I don't really want to fight with you,” Caleb's voice calls out and I sigh.
“To be continued?” I say, my frustration high as Levi shakes his head.
“Fucking cock block.” He hands me my tank back and grabs his t-shirt, shrugging it back on before going to the door and practically ripping it off its hinges. “What the fuck do you want?”
“The others are back, you're going to want to come back