“We have a special bond.” He tapped his fingers on his thigh, drawing my attention to the fact he was still shirtless and only wearing tight black boxer briefs. “I don’t know how else to explain it.”
“Is that why you two always tag team me? You like sharing with him?”
He bobbed his head. “Damian will never have a normal relationship. He can’t feel like other people. He doesn’t know how to process emotions.” Bastian brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “He likes you. I know it’s hard to believe after what he did. But he’s never acted the way he does around anyone else.”
I laughed. “Are you kidding me? He acts like I’m a possession instead of a person. He calls me Pet. That’s not a term of endearment. It’s him claiming his ownership of me.”
“He gets aroused by death,” he said in his brother’s defense. “All the blood on you… It probably flipped the switch in his brain. He didn’t mean what he did. Sometimes, he gets carried away.”
“I’m not the first woman that’s happened with, am I?”
He rolled his shoulders, indifferent. “Some women like that rough kinky shit.”
I slid my fingers beneath his chin, bringing his eyes back to mine. “Promise me you’ll never leave me alone with Damian.”
His fingers traced down my thigh in a soothing motion. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. He won’t touch you without my permission.” Bastian pushed himself up from the mattress and extended his hand to me. “I was in the middle of composing a song. Wanna help me finish it?”
“I don’t know how to play the piano,” I said as he helped me up from the bed.
He led me across the room to the grand piano that overlooked the bay. I sat beside him and stared out the windows, smiling at the beauty of the light reflecting off the water. This place was peaceful. If only the men who inhabited the estate were more like their surroundings.
Bastian lifted me onto his lap and laid my hands on the keys. Sparks of electricity raced up my arms from his delicate touch. In these moments, I could see myself with Bastian. He was nothing like I had imagined and everything I craved.
He put his hands over mine and glided my fingers across the keys. An unfamiliar, haunting tune filled the air.
“I’m playing the piano,” I said in awe that we were creating music together.
He laughed. “How does it feel to play?”
“The keys are softer than I thought they would be.”
Another chuckle. “I’ve been working on this song for a while now. What do you think?”
“It’s beautiful.” I glanced over my shoulder and smiled at him. “I love it. What’s it called?”
“Not sure yet. I have to let it come to me.”
He moved my fingers across the keys, and by the time the song ended, I had tears in my eyes.
“Wow,” I whispered. “You’re incredible, Bash.”
He pressed his lips to my bare shoulder and kissed my skin. Until now, I’d completely forgotten I was still naked.
Snaking his arm around me, he rested his hand right below my breast. “You’re my muse. This song is about you.”
I turned, so I was sideways on his lap and draped my arm across the back of his neck. “You’re kidding.”
He drew a breath from between his teeth as our eyes met. And without warning, his mouth descended upon mine. This time, he took things slowly, a sensual kiss that made my insides ignite from all the shock waves of pleasure spreading throughout my body.
He wrote a song for me.
In his own way, Bastian made a romantic declaration. I was so overjoyed, I kissed him until our lips bruised, still aching for more long after our lips separated. Bastian gripped my hips and set me on top of the piano. He kissed my inner thigh and lifted my leg over his shoulder. I shoved my hand through his short, dark hair and encouraged him to come closer.
With his mouth near my sensitive flesh, I needed to feel him. Like a good boy, he stuck out his tongue and rolled it over my clit.
“Bash,” I moaned. “Mmm… That feels so good.”
He licked between my folds, his tongue darting in and out of my wetness. My fingers wove through his hair. I thought I saw a smirk when I tugged harder, and he drove into my pussy with a greedy look in his eyes, sucking on my clit. Bastian shoved two fingers inside me, made me scream his name.