“Scanning our surroundings for any sign of a threat. This is something you should be doing as well, Diamond.”
Automatically, she sent her mind outward. When she found no evil presence lurking, she let out a heavy sigh. “I sense nothing.”
He nodded. “I don’t think they’ve found you, yet.” He shrugged. “I don’t suppose I could talk you into coming with me to my two hundred acre, well guarded property, where I’ll be on my own territory?”
Diamonique stiffened. “No.”
“Be reasonable. We both know I can protect you better there.”
“Really, Cain? Because I don’t think that’s entirely true. I think it’s better to let them come to me. I can be bait. If we go back to your fortress, it could be months before they find us. I don’t want that.”
He started to protest, but she halted him with a hand in the air. “I refuse to step foot in that place. You can either stay here and fight or you can leave, but you’ll be alone.”
“Have you always been so damn stubborn?”
She shrugged, sensing her victory. “Probably.”
Cain closed the distance separating them and swept her into his arms. “None of it matters. I’m here and I no longer want to talk. I want to feel your heat surrounding me. The tender clutch of your inner muscles on my cock. I ache to quench this endless hunger”
He started towards her bedroom and she stiffened, scared all of a sudden. “No.”
“Don’t deny us this moment in time, Diamond. Tomorrow we could both be dead. Let us have one more memory together.”
Diamonique relaxed a little. “This is a mistake, Cain.”
“No, love,” he objected, “screwing up with you, that was the mistake.”
His footsteps continued down the hall as she stared at him, attempting to see into his very soul. She was certain he’d read her mind, because he already knew the location of her bedroom.
Once she relaxed against his hard chest, Diamonique could swear Cain shook. Was he relieved she hadn’t denied him? Although, she was loath to admit it aloud, she still cared. For the first time since leaving him all those years ago, she didn’t feel hatred towards Cain. She felt hope instead. He was the most confounding man she’d ever known, always blindsiding her with his mesmerizing appeal and intelligent quips and comebacks. And through it all, he made her feel alive just to be in his presence.
Cain kissed the top of her head and took her to the bedroom, but as he entered her private domain, Diamonique cringed. He’d never been to her bedroom, or her apartment for that matter. What would he think of her whimsical furnishings?
While the rest of her apartment was decorated in dramatic colors of black and gold and red, her bedroom was just the opposite. She’d always thought it was like stepping right into the pages of a fairy tale. There were unicorns, fairies, princes
ses, wizards, and even dragons everywhere.
The king size bed was covered by a white, fluffy comforter with the picture of a powerful unicorn embroidered into the center. She loved that comforter. Her bedside table lamp was shaped like an ominous green and purple dragon. There was a large overstuffed chair that looked plenty big enough for two—which gave her all sorts of wicked ideas for later—and the upholstery was covered in fairies of all shapes, sizes and colors. Even the wallpaper had gotten into the act.
“This room makes me feel like an evil lord debauching the virginal maiden.”
Diamonique smacked his chest and laughed. “You’re no more an evil lord than I am a virgin.” She shifted awkwardly. “It’s just that I’ve always loved fairy tales. Happily ever after and all that. It really does it for me. Of course, if you tell anyone, I’ll have to kill you.”
“Are you saying no other man has ever been in your bedroom, my love?”
“I’ve never wanted anyone in here. Until now.”
He kissed the top of her head and whispered, “You make me want to...feel.”
Diamonique reached up and cupped his cheek. “I’m very glad I do, Cain.”
Neither of them spoke again as he walked them to the bed. Cain laid her down in the center; tenderness engulfed her as cotton softness surrounded her body. He began taking off his own clothes. Cain could simply will them away, but it seemed he wanted her to watch.
He started with the shirt, undoing one button at a time until it hung open, revealing his chest. He shifted his shoulders and the shirt fell to the floor. She couldn’t take her eyes from him. When he reached his pants, she was all but bursting with need. He unsnapped and unzipped and his erection sprang free. When he made no move to join her on the bed, she frowned.
“Undress, Diamond, then touch yourself for me.” Her shock must have shown, because he explained. “For years now, I’ve been watching you, love. I always knew every move you made. I knew each time you swept your clothes aside and slipped those delicate fingers inside that tight hot opening. I knew what you looked like. It drove me mad wishing I could be here, in this very room. Wishing it could be my fingers taking you to paradise.”
She felt her cheeks heat. “How could I not have known? Shouldn’t I be able to sense you, Cain?”