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“That’s a risk I’m willing to take. Life happens. Even in death. No use worrying about things that haven’t occurred yet.”
“C’mon, angel, show me your teeth.”
“Nice job, angel. Now let’s see what else you can find.”
I remember every contestant I’ve worked with, and every city we’ve traveled to, but nothing outside of Phantasma’s competitions. A shame, too. I feel robbed of my first time laying eyes on you.”
Blackwell pulled the door shut behind them and then brought his mouth down to her ear to whisper a single, spine-tingling word. “Lust.”
“You both look as if you should be carrying torches and pitchforks. Honestly, if I rile you up this much, the Ghosts in this manor must be having an absolute ball haunting the two of you.”
“If either of you had a brain, you’d have realized that believing me when I said I wasn’t a Demon would have been a lot less risky than making me an enemy.”
“Unless you want this to go in a much different direction, I wouldn’t do that again,” he admonished.
I need you to know if you were to ever let me touch you, in any way, the moment you wanted to stop—I would. No hesitation.”
“If you thought that was your threshold of pleasure—imagine being worshipped by the real thing.”
Blackwell, my MAN😅💀
Who did that to you?” “The one named Cade,” she admitted. “Happy?” Without another word, Blackwell disappeared.
“Damn it,” she fumed. “All of that for nothing? Just one big path to nowhere? I fucking hate this place!”
“Are you sure you want me to tell you?” He shifted until their lips were practically touching. “Or would you like me to show you instead?”
“Good girl,” he murmured as he licked and nipped at the sensitive skin behind her right ear. She preened at the praise. “Let go.”
