Page 94 of All Your Hate
I breathe a shaky sigh of relief as he pulls out a leather strap and wraps it around my thigh. Then he takes the dagger from me and slips it into the sheath.
He lets out a low groan as he takes in the sight of my weapon-adorned leg. His fingers trace where the leather meets my skin and find their way closer to my pussy.
“So hot,” he murmurs. I squeeze my thighs as more heat gathers between my legs. “I want to taste you so badly. Want to eat you out until you’re threatening me to stop with that dagger. Even then I don’t think I could. I’d be so fucking grateful to diewith your blade in my back and my face buried in your glorious pussy, the taste of your sweet come carrying me up to heaven.”
“Not hell?” I ask as I run my fingers through his hair.
“No. Not with you all over my skin. God would definitely mistake me for an angel if I was saturated in your come.”
I shift my feet so my legs part slightly. His nose presses against the hem of my dress and he breathes in deep.
“If you invite me in, I’ll never leave.”
“You don’t need an invite, remember?”
His eyes darken and I swear he’s about to follow through on his promise, but he stands up instead. Leaving me full of need and disappointment.
“This is just the start of your surprise. The wait will be worth it.” Is he trying to convince me or himself?
He opens the front door and I expect to see the car parked up ready to go out, but it’s not there. “What are we actually doing?”
Rather than answer me, he takes my hand and leads me towards the back of the house.
Bones starts humming to himself and the tune stirs something in me as I recognize it. “Is that K-pop?”
“Oh, yeah. I guess it was,” he says like he didn’t even realize he was doing it. “I listened to some recently. Must have got stuck in my head.”
Did he listen to it for me?
Calm down heart. That doesn’t actually mean anything.
It’s already dark out and I notice a small cottage tucked away at the back of the estate, a few of its windows alight with a cozy glow.
“Who lives there?” I jut my chin towards the place. Bones eyes linger on it for a moment before he smiles and pulls me closer to his side.
“Just the groundskeeper.”
“How come I’ve never seen any of your staff?”
“I don’t like too many people in the house so I have them come over when we’re out.”
We head in the opposite direction of the building and into the woods. I grab hold of Bones’ hand as I nearly trip over a branch and he holds me steady.
After a few minutes of walking, an old stone structure comes into view. A mausoleum.
“You’re not fucking me in some musty old tomb!” I exclaim and he chuckles.
“A moment ago you were reminding me how I can fuck you wherever and whenever I like. But no I didn’t bring you here to fuck you. I have somewhere else in mind for that.”
There are candles lit all around the place and it’s oddly romantic. I step forward onto a trail of leaves—no, not leaves, a mix of black and red rose petals.
“Is this your idea of a date?”
“I wanted to make the night as memorable as possible for you.” Bringing my hand to his lips he presses a kiss to my knuckles. I swallow down the lump in my throat as I try to ignore the heat now skating over my skin.
“Is this where your family is buried?”
“No. This place was already here when my parents bought the estate. It’s been left to turn into ruins.”