Page 130 of Pretty Little Shadow
"You have a conversation where you tell her that you're not comfortable with it anymore." Merrily gestured toward my phone. "Unless you are?"
“No. I’ll kill anyone who touches her."
"Like the majority of mated immortals," Grayson pointed out. "Even if she's serious, she'd understand if you told her you couldn't go through with it."
"She thinks I'm into the idea. I fucking caught on fire, and she thought it was because I was turned on."
Mer gave me a skeptical look. "You have a mate bond. If you were out of control enough to catch fire, she felt your rage."
"You think she waspretendingto think I was turned on?"
Mer shrugged. "I'm just saying, she knew exactly what you were feeling."
"Why would she be playing games with this?" I asked.
Mer looked at Grayson.
Grayson sighed. "Rae isn't good at saying what she feels. You aren't good at hearing her, if the fight was any evidence. She's probably trying to make a point."
"What point?"
"If you knew that, she probably wouldn't be suggesting you guys go to a sex club together," Mer said. "Unless she's interested in being knotted, which I would get, because it's..." She saw the look on my face and trailed off. "Overrated?"
"You're a fucking terrible liar," I grumbled."She doesn't have a vampire form, so it's not about that." We'd talked about trying a vibrator with a knot on it, because they were smaller than actual demons' knots, and she was up for that.
She hadn't seemed interested at all in actually being knotted.
She'd always just seemed interested inme.
"I'm sure your magic makes up for whatever she might be missing out on," Mer added quickly. "If the sex is good, just ask her why she wants to go.”
I didn't want to ask her, but I could stomach that a hell of a lot easier than I could stomach watching her come apart on some other fucker's cock.
They sentme on my way twenty minutes later without any real help, but with a handful of mini cupcakes that Grayson had made in an attempt to mimic Mer's favorite bakery's recipe.
At leasttheyhad their shit together.
The drive home was hellish.
Rae was still asleep when I slid into bed again. She rolled toward me when I did, wrapping her body around mine and hugging me tightly.
I inhaled the scent of her, and groaned when she sank those sexy little fangs into my throat, still mostly asleep.
I pulled her back to my chest when she’d taken her fill. The possessiveness that welled up inside me as I held her took my fucking breath away.
"Rae?" I asked, my voice muffled by her hair.
"Yeah?" she mumbled, already falling back asleep.
"Are you... satisfied? Sexually? I, uh, realized I never asked, but?—"
"I'm satisfied."
The relief I wanted didn't come. "Then why do you want to go to a club?"
"Can you be satisfied and still want to experiment?"
I didn't.
