“Follow me,” he says with a crook of his finger.
He starts walking along the path, leaving me standing there. I’m fighting an internal battle. Part of me wants to turn around and hightail it to the nearest airport but the other part, the part that has always known something about my life was off, follows him.
We walk in silence, deep into the forest. Sweat pours from my scalp, down my back and in between my boobs. I’m soaked and not in a good way. I lift the weight of my hair off my shoulders, hoping to catch a breeze when I spy a small waterfall pooling into a pond. Without a thought, I deviate off the path, straight for it, stripping my clothes as I go.
“Cassidy where the hell are you going?” Cash calls out.
“Swimming.” I answer as I near the edge of the crystal-clear pond. There I stand, in bra and underwear dipping my toes into the cool water and it feels like heaven.
Cash comes behind me. I know without looking because I can feel his heat whenever he is around. He drops my clothes onto the ground, then wraps his arms around me.
He pulls me back against his chest, and I meld my ass against his erection as his hand smooths up my stomach to my breast. His fingers dip inside my bra and seek out my nipple, teasing it into a stiff peak as he nuzzles my neck. “We can’t do this. Not yet,” he growls.
I turn in his embrace and wrap my arms around his neck pulling him to me. “Yes, we can.”
I lick his lips, teasing him to take my tongue into his glorious mouth. When he does, he cups my head, holding me there as our tongues taste and dance with one another. His other hand slides down my stomach and around my hip. He lifts my leg and wraps it around his waist, then shoving my underwear aside, slides his fingers inside me.
I’m almost embarrassed as to how wet I am, when he leans back and looks at me. “Fuck me, you’re drenched.”
Guilty, I nod and ask stupidly, “Is that a bad thing?”
A slow grin spreads on his lips and I notice that same sliver of lightning I saw earlier come from his hand is now in the iris of his eyes. “Not at all,” he says, as he begins to slowly stroke his fingers in and out.
Deep down I have a feeling that I will fall in love with this man, and he will only break my heart, but I don’t care because there has been nothing and I mean nothing in my life that I have wanted more than him.
But evidently, others think differently.
Chapter 8
C ash
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H AVE YOU EVER HAD ONE of those internal battles of knowing you should do the right thing, but the bad thing is just oh so good? Yeah. That’s exactly how I feel as I stroke my fingers in and out of her wishing it could be my dick.
She doesn’t know it yet, but I’ve been with her ever since my powers were strong enough for her not to detect. Something that took me years to master, she is going to need to learn in a few days. But every time she used her sex toys, I was there right with her. Watching her as she pleasured herself time and time again, I could do nothing. Not even pleasure myself. And now that I have her in my arms, I still can’t do anything. You see, the prophecy clearly says that our union must be witnessed by the Watchers of the Night... and more, that I’m not too happy about. But anyway, nowhere does it say that I can’t offer her a little... enjoyment before our wedding. Just that we can’t have sex.