able to utter a single word. Damn, I want my naked hands
on her skin. Focus asshole. “You can be honest with me, Sapphire. I know what you’re going through. I went through
the overload at first, too.”
“The overload?” she asks, the space between her brows furrowed.
“Yeah. Your brain is processing stimuli much faster.”
“That’s a good word for it then.”
I run my thumbs across her cheekbones. “On top of that, what you’ve been through isn’t
easy.”
“No,” she admits. “But for months before being transferred into this body, I had the
entirety of human knowledge at my disposal. A lot of that info was transferred with
me. The world is fucked-up. This is just more proof of that.”
I blink in surprise at hearing her curse.
“Now, are you going to let me heal you, or not?”
I drop my hands to her neck and smile. Beneath my fingers, her already fast pulse
accelerates even more. The smile drops off my face at her stunned expression. “What?”
“You have a dimple. Right here.” She taps the side of my mouth with her index finger.
I battle the urge to turn my head and suck that finger right into my mouth. "I know,"
I whisper.
She drops her hand back down to my chest. "Healing time?" Her eyes are big and wide,
and her tone almost child-like as she asks.
I hold back my laugh. This girl is just too adorable. "Let's just wait until we get
in the room, okay? Don't want anyone passing by and interrupting."
"But—"
"No 'buts'. I'll be fine until then."
I hope.
The God damned scan starts to beep, trying to get my attention.
If I die, fucking Gage better look after her.
"But I'm worried about you, Deimos."
And that's when I lose control of one of my urges and pull her in close. So fucking
sweet. How is any man supposed to resist that?
Sapphire runs her hands across my chest, beneath my open jacket, and around to my
back. She flattens them there, then presses every inch of herself into me.
Every. Inch.
Tilting her head back, she leans her face against mine.
I go stone-fucking-still.
Mother of God. What is she doing?
"Sapphire."
She snuggles deeper and rubs her cheek on the scruff covering my jaw. A small rumble
echoes in her chest. "This feels so good." She hums. More rubbing.
I swear, I can almost hear her purring.
I'm going to die. Right here. Against this wall.
And it'll have absolutely nothing to do with the blood loss.
She moves and the corner of her mouth ghosts across my jaw. Oh, God. A damn tease.
A small glimpse of how those lips would feel like on my skin.
" Sapphire ."
"Deimos, this feels amazing."
I know, baby. I swallow back those words. They're heavier than a rock as they slide down into my
gut. I want to be honest with her so damned bad, but I can't. I'm about to flip us
over and press her into the wall. Then I’ll be all over her, my hand up that short
skirt of hers.
Panting, I place my hand on her shoulders, right where her neck begins. Push her away. Do it. Of course I don't. She's ruined me. Without even trying, she's ripped my self-control
away from me.
She's going to have to move on her own because I sure as shit can't bring myself to.
"Sapphire, we can't do this."
"Why?"
I can tell by her tone that letting me go is the last thing on her mind.
And there's the exhilaration again, rushing into my mind and leaving me even more
lightheaded. I move her hood and hair away from her ear and lean down to whisper into
it, "Because you're making me so fucking hard."
I don't have time to panic at what I've just admitted to her. She whimpers, and hearing
it wrecks something in me. A flash of heat sears me. My cock jerks and throbs against
her, begging me for her. God, that sound she just made...
Footsteps sound out, coming closer.
Shit. Gage.
GAGE STOPS A FEW FEET from us, a white card-key dangling from his fingers. "Is everything
okay?"
Sapphire tenses, then moves