Alexion watched her face as she came for him. He loved the sight of her in the throes of climax. But more than that, he loved the way her body felt under his. She was so sweet, so tormenting.
She pulled him down to kiss him while he rode her even faster, seeking his own slice of heaven.
And when he came, he cried out her name. He leaned down over her as his body convulsed and throbbed, releasing itself deep inside her.
She ran her hands over his back, clutching him to her body. "So did I have a good thought about this, or what?"
He laughed at her question. "It was a great thought."
She wiggled her hips against his, letting him feel the wetness of their play. It was something he savored. They didn't just have sex with each other, they made love. And it had been far too long since he'd felt that.
Danger nipped his shoulder. "Anyone ever tell you that you are an incredible lay?"
He laughed. "Well, they never phrased it quite that way."
She hugged him close to her, then kissed his cheek. "You are the best, Alexion. I mean that."
"I'm only as good as my partner is."
She offered him a smile that made his stomach jerk. And the kiss she gave him for those words set his entire body back on fire. "You keep this up and I won't let you out of the bed tonight."
She nibbled his chin. "Would that be so bad?"
No, it would be heaven.
Alexion gently cupped her breast, delighting in the softness of the skin, before he pulled back. How he wished he could love her the way she deserved. But even if he were able to be human again, he wasn't sure he would ever be able to trust fate with her by his side.
He was so tired of regretting the past. So tired of knowing that for him there could never be normality.
"What's wrong?" she asked, smoothing his frown with her fingers.
"Nothing."
Danger pulled back. He wasn't being honest with her, she knew it. His mood had turned around completely. There was such a deep sadness in his eyes that it tore through her.
She watched as his eyes turned to a dark emerald again. It was weird how they changed color. "Do you control your eye color?"
He appeared surprised by her question. Maybe he didn't realize they did that. "Huh?"
"They change colors constantly," she explained. "Kind of like a mood ring. Whenever we're around other Dark-Hunters and on the night you arrived they were black. Now they're a vibrant green. Do you decide or do they do that on their own?"
He squeezed her hand lightly. "The black I control. The green does what it wants to."
"Ew!" she said, wrinkling her nose. "That's kind of gross."
He laughed. "Good thing I have a strong ego, huh?"
She kissed him on the top of his nose and squeezed him between her thighs. "Like cast iron. Now let me up so that we can get our date started."
Date. There was a word Alexion had never thought to hear in relation to himself. Moving back, he let her get up to go shower as he thought over the strangeness of all this.
He was going on a date? He'd seen such things in movies and read about them in books, but to actually be on one...
How completely odd.
None of this is real. Don't get any more involved with her. You'll regret it later. There were only three more days until he'd have to return.
And then he'd never see her again.