“I don’t mind you being controlling in bed,” I said, as I rolled into him and rested my head on his chest. “It’s a good time. In day-to-day life, it’s annoying as fuck,” I admitted.
“I guess I can deal with that compromise,” Desmond said as he ran a hand up my thigh.
I removed his hand from me, giving him an expectant look. “You don’t get to touch me again until you apologize for the comment you made last night. That made me feel like a whore.”
“I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just hard to get us to focus on anything aside from you–you steal everyone’s attention. I got frustrated because instead of being worried about the house, Ares and Bash were trying to figure out what you and Mal were doing.”
“You don’t care that I’m with your friends?”
“You have a mortal’s perspective on monogamy. No, I don’t care, because so am I. If you went to someone outside of this apartment, then I would care.”
“To be fair, I thought I was a regular human woman up until a few months ago. See how easy it is to communicate with me?” I leaned up to kiss his mouth, and he climbed on top of me, grinding himself into me.
“You’re naked. Everything between us is easier when you’re not wearing clothes, dollface,” he joked. His smile reached from ear to ear.
“I ripped you a new asshole in front of everyone naked…” I trailed off before cracking up. “Can you find me something to wear or get the tee shirt I was wearing so I can go back into the kitchen to get some coffee?”
“Hmmmm, I don’t know,” Desmond mocked as he kissed my neck. “I don’t think I want to let you go. Definitely don’t want you to get dressed. If it were up to me, you’d walk around naked all the time.”
“Well I guess I could go over to Charlie’s later sans clothing. He wouldn’t appreciate it as much as you all would, though,” I laughed as Desmond disarmed me with tickles before pinning me to the bed. “You’ll wear clothes if you leave the suite. I have the feeling you’re not the Morningstar Charlie wants to see naked anyway.”
Before I could comment on whatever was going on between my brother and my best friend, Desmond kissed me. The kiss felt so passionately overwhelming that my pussy literally tingled. I suddenly forgot what I was going to say.
Chapter 14
I’d lay in bed with Diana indefinitely if I could. Holding her supple body and listening to her soft snores while she slept gave me a quiet pleasure I’d missed out on. Was it creepy? Yes. This was Bash level stalker shit, but I didn’t care. It felt too good to have her in my arms. Her face nuzzled into my chest as little drops of drool leaked from the corner of her parted mouth to wet my t-shirt. I ran my fingers through her curls, watching them straighten before they sprang back to their normal shape. I had wasted so much time avoiding my feelings for her before she disappeared. Then I wasted time giving her space and sitting on the sidelines, letting my anger and reluctance to let go of control take over. I couldn’t tell her why I was really angry because the thought seemed ridiculous, even to myself.
I was furious with her for leaving me.
Originally, I had thought my feelings for her were painful. It was a sick kind of torture to watch a woman you had feelings for–but convinced yourself you couldn’t touch out of duty–flirt and develop relationships with your friends. But that was nothing compared to her absence. I had just gotten over my hesitations, finally let myself feel something for her, then fucked everything up by letting her down. I fucked everything up and let her die.
When she came back, I understood why she was angry, but I couldn’t apologize to her. I was furious with her for running off with Mal to the airport and putting herself into danger. I was even angrier at myself for being part of the reason she felt the need to escape. Her actions made me take a hard look at myself, atmyactions, and I didn’t like what I saw.
We eventually needed to meet the others to plan out Angela’s and Nonna’s departure, but I never wanted to leave her bed. I ran my hand up her thigh, squeezing her ass until she gave a half-hearted moan. She rearranged herself until she was half on her stomach and hid her face in my armpit.
“Time to wake up,” I said, shaking Diana’s shoulder a bit to get her attention. She groaned, refusing to move. She jolted awake when I smacked her ass. The cherry-red handprint on her cheek made me grin.
“Hey!” she shouted, smacking my arm. Her nap was firmly over now. “Just because you’re an ass, doesn’t mean you have to smack the asses around you. Hasn’t anyone ever told you not to spank a sleeping woman?”
“Dollface, hasn’t anyone told you that when I say wake up, it meanswake up? We have plans to make, family to extract.Chop chop,” I ordered, swatting her ass again and leaving another hand print. She scowled at me, grabbing the blanket and rolling over onto her back, cocooning herself in it.
“Azazel!” she whined. “Help me, Azazel, I've been attacked!”
Azazel faded into the room with apop, scanning his surroundings before finding Diana and I in bed. He saw that I was in my boxers and rolled his eyes before ripping the covers off her.
“You seem fine to me,” he stated in a sarcastic tone.
“But you haven’t seen what this heathen has done to my ass,” she pouted, rolling over to show him the fading marks.
“Honey, that’snothingcompared to what he’s done tomyass. And Bash’s ass. I would wager every ass in this suite has been through worse–he’s a complete beast.” The fact that Azazel said that with a straight face had me roaring with laughter. He wasn’t wrong. “It’s 3p.m. Diana. We’re running out of time if you want to extract your family tonight.”
“I know…but…I’m just so nervous,” she admitted. She sat up in bed, shifting around until her knees were bent and her head rested on top of them, blocking her eyes from our view. “They’re going to hate that I did this to them.” She sniffled, and although I couldn’t see it, I knew she was tearing up.
“Nervousness isn’t going to bring them back. We need you on your A-game tonight. They won’t hate you because I’ll make it clear that you didn’t have the choice. That was the only sensible option at the time,” I explained.
Azazel walked around the bed, sitting on her other side and pulling her into his lap. He wiped her tears away with his thumb and tipped her chin up. I hadn’t seen his eyes light up like that in a long time.
“I promise you, your family will make it here. I saw it. I’m not sure what happens along the way, but I know they’ll make it here in one piece.” Azazel’s words soothed Diana, and she finally seemed less anxious about the entire operation.