“I wanted to, all I could think about was ripping his head off, but then Sebastian’s idea seemed so much more productive,” he grinds out, clearly remembering it like it was yesterday.
“Yes, I already know that Sebastian convinced you to send him to Corinne,” I say stiffly, and he looks up, surprised and disappointed that he didn’t tell me something that I didn’t know about my Faerie mate. “You are going to apologize to him.”
He blinks slowly at me. “Excuse me?” he says.
“To Vito, you are going to apologize to Vito,” I say firmly.
“I don’t think so,” he says, standing up and putting his hands on his hips. “Who do you think you are talking to?”
He glares at me, but it just doesn’t fly anymore. I stand up and put my hands on my hips as well and he glares down his perfectly straight nose at me. I can’t help but smile when I see his erection stirring and he narrows his eyes, not amused that his body is betraying him.
“Apologize to him, and I will take care of that for you,” I say wickedly.
“I don’t need you to take care of it,” he says, crossing his arms.
“Oh, you plan to please yourself? I want to watch,” I say greedily, eyeing him up.
“There is someone else who can take care of it for me,” he says with a malicious smile and mine gets wiped off my face. I bring my hand back to slap him hard across his face, but he catches my wrist before I even get close enough to make him flinch.
“Fine,” I say airily. “Go to your whore and have her take care of you. We are done here,” I add with a sneer. He hates that and it shows as his eyes flash black before he smirks at me.
“I don’t think your Faerie husband would approve of you calling him a ‘whore’,” he drawls, and I catch my breath.
Did he just suggest what I think he did?
“Hm,” he says with a smug smile. “That thought turns you on, doesn’t it? You would love nothing more than to watch him suck me off,” he says casually.
My mouth drops open and I wonder how in Hell did we get from talking about Vito to this? I have to admit; it is one of my more luscious fantasies. I know what it is like to be with both of them, well, Other World versions of both of them in a body that isn’t my own, and it is something else altogether.
“While you were away in the Dragon Realms,” he continues in a whisper as he stalks me, “he came to me in this very bedroom and we took each other time and time again until I was satiated. I know firsthand how he skillful he is.” He takes my hand and wraps it around his rock-hard cock. I lick my lips as the mental imagery is too much for me. I want it real and I want it now. “I know how it feels when his tongue…”
“Stop,” I whimper, unable to bear it anymore.
“Shall I call him here?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper. I can feel how wet I am just from his words; actions will be so much better.
He steps back from me, pulling himself out of my hand and I stumble forward as I had been leaning into him. “Sorry, my sweet. We are done here,” he says smartly, and he strides into the bathroom and slams the door behind him, leaving me to drop to my knees, panting and frustrated. Nope, he definitely does not need our Vampire bond to manipulate me or punish me. He knows exactly how to work me.
He knows me. Plain and simple.
“You dick!” I shriek at him and I don’t need my Dragon-hearing Powers to hear him chuckling in the bathroom. “You will apologize to Vito and you will give me that fantasy!” I roar at him, incensed that he played me like a fiddle. I tip over the armoire and it crashes to the floor, knocking over an end table in the process.
Unfortunately, all of my yelling and destruction has brought none other than Sebastian running, and he bursts into the bedroom.
“Is everything okay, Princess?” he asks, rus
hing to my side.
“No!” I shout at him. “Your sire is a fucking dick!”
He raises his eyebrow at me and then takes in my nudity, now that he sees I am not in any danger. That, however, was the wrong thing to do. My evil side rears its ugly head and I slam him back to the floor and straddle him, just as CK knocks the bathroom door off its hinges and strides into the bedroom.
“Don’t you dare,” he threatens me and hauls me off Sebastian by the scruff of my neck, much to my indignation.
“Put me down,” I wiggle in his grip, flailing my arms about. “You started this.”
“And I am finishing it,” he growls. “I will do as you ask about Vito, but you will never have the two of us together, Aefre. Never in any lifetime, do you understand me?”