Chapter Six
Rhys held my hand as we vacated the sanctuary and made a beeline to the waiting sleek, black Suburban. He had an entire caravan of knights outside the vehicles dressed in dark clothing and tactical gear. It appeared as if Rhys expected an assault or was escorting royalty instead of one exhausted Silversmith and a nymph who was currently touching his knights in inappropriate ways.
“Nyx, stop groping them!” I complained, trying to yank my hand back to point my finger toward her, yet Rhys refused to allow me to use of my hand. “It’s inappropriate.”
“And fun, you should try it,” Nyx giggled
“I’ve done all the groping I want to do tonight. Thank you very much!” I groaned tiredly, noting Rhys’s lips that twitched with my words.
“You groped him?” Nyx smiled, wiggling her eyebrows meaningfully.
I watched as my bag was brought out to the back of a Suburban and tossed inside. My gaze slid to Nyx, who waited for my reply. My teeth worried my lip while I decided what to tell her. I’d been more than groped and had done more than that to the male currently holding my hand.
“I made out with him.”
“Is that what we’re going with?” he asked, tracing his thumb over the pulse on my wrist. “I’m pretty sure you got a little more than that tonight, Silversmith.”
“Indeed, it is. That’s all the information anyone needs to know about what happened in that room tonight.” My eyes dared him to argue it, his sparkling with amusement before dragging his tongue over his very rideable lips.
“I need more details than that! Did you make her pretty kitty purr? It needs to purr. She’s growing cobwebs, and it’s such a waste. And considering who Remi is, and what she is, she needs to use those pelvic muscles. Did the curse happen? We’re you inexplicably drawn to one another with the need to bend that ass over and spread those—”
“And that’s enough from you!” I squeaked abruptly, pausing at the sound of Rhys’s rumbling dark laughter. Leveling him with a chilling glare just made him smile wickedly, and his damn thumb found my pulse on my wrist again, stroking it slowly.
“The curse is true. And yes, it has ignited between us, Nyx. Unfortunately, we were disturbed, and our liaison was interrupted. Considering how much magic Remi wielded earlier tonight, I’m sure we will have time tonight to pursue the end of what we started.”
“Nope,” I chirped. My heart stopped at his words, starting up again with a thundering beat, pounding in my ears. That cursed thumb paused, pushing against my pulse, and I swallowed as his body got closer to mine. “That is not happening.”
“In you go, woman,” he announced.
I tried to pull my wrist away from his grip, but he prevailed, holding on to it. I climbed into the backseat of one of the cars, and Rhys followed, pressing his thigh against mine, and finally releasing my hand. I rubbed the skin where he’d held it, feeling the loss of the heat the moment he’d let go.
Nyx crawled in over the top of us, chuckling as we cursed at her unexpected entrance. She climbed over the seat, even though the second row was accessible through the seats’ center. It wasn’t bad enough that I was sharing a seat with Van Helsing. I also had to deal with my very horny, very inappropriate best friend speaking over my shoulder.
“So, are you going to fuck him, Remi?” she chirped happily. I coughed, covering my mouth with my hand to smother the groan that her words drew from within me.
“That’s inappropriate, and no, I have no intention of sleeping with him.”
“You’ll be sharing my bed unless, of course, your run of bad luck is over,” he stated, turning his face toward mine, which was entirely too close.
“Normally, it takes at least a few hours,” I admitted, pursing my lips before scrunching up my face. “That doesn’t mean I am sleeping with you. It means I might be sleeping beside you. There’s a big difference between the two.”
“Remi likes her neck kissed, and her arms held above her head. She’s totally into being dominated but hasn’t met a man who is alpha enough to accommodate her freakishly kinky needs. I like to be manhandled, you know, in case you were wondering.” Nyx offered from the backseat.
I closed my eyes, dropping my head back against the seat, praying for the strength not to throttle my best friend. The hint of a blush burned my ears and cheeks as I felt Rhys’s heated stare studying me. Swallowing loudly, I opened my eyes to glare at him.
“What else does Remi like, Nyx?” he asked, watching me through a hooded stare that caused my already rapid heartbeat to hitch to a dangerous rate.
“She likes men who take control and challenge her mind. Pretty boring on the latter part, if you ask me,” she announced, inhaling to say more. “Remi has a dark side, one she keeps hidden from the world, but I know because I am her person. She reads romance novels by the truckful, devouring them in one sitting. Candlelight makes her into a hopeless romantic, and she loves music. I’ve caught her dancing around in her panties more than a few times.” I turned, leveling her with a look of betrayal. “She would probably tell me more about what she likes, but she knows I have no filter. Remington’s never had anyone go down on her, so there’s that too! I’m also unable to keep secrets.”
I brought my hands up to cover my flaming face. A redhead blushing wasn’t pretty. Not when my hair and face matched, or so my mother had often reminded me. I wanted the seat to open up and swallow me.
“You’ve never had your pussy eaten?” Rhys asked huskily. His hand moved to grip my thigh, causing my hand to cover his. My angry glare locked with his hooded stare. His touch made everything within me tighten and pulse with a brutal need that eviscerated me.
“It wasn’t an invitation,” I snapped crossly. “There are a lot of things I have yet to do in my life. That doesn’t mean I intend to do them tonight, or with you. If I wanted you to eat my pussy, I’d ask you to lick my pussy. I have not asked you to eat my pussy. Therefore, you should not assume there is an invitation.”
The driver sputtered, coughing on the drink of water he’d just taken as his eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. I pulled my eyes from the driver’s wide stare to give Rhys a withering glare, but his smile caught me off-guard and gave me pause.
“It wasn’t a challenge,” I whispered, and then gasped as his hand pushed against my already throbbing core. His nostrils flared, and his head cocked to the side, dropping the smile as something more sinister played out in his eyes.
“Drive, my newest conquest is tired and in need of her rest,” Rhys chuckled, releasing my core to pull a phone from his pocket. “Have the room next to mine set up, and have a nightcap ready, along with something… pretty for a female to sleep in.” His stare slid to my frame, sliding up and down it before he continued his conversation. “Size four, and make sure to draw a bath for her, ready for when we get there. Not too hot of water, as she is mortal. Have a light meal prepared for her as well, since she missed her dinner. Her traveling companion will need a male to feed from, but have her room down the hall from mine. Get it done. We’re less than twenty minutes from the compound.” He clicked off the phone and turned his attention back to me.