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I have a feeling I know what dessert is, and it’s definitely not cake.

Chapter 10

What Do You Need

EVREN

The check could not come fast enough. The evening couldn’t have gone better. From the moment she opened her door and knocked me senseless with this sexy romper, we slipped right back into the seamlessness of us we developed during the cruise. Being here with her, I finally feel like myself again. Like I’m breathing fresh air after being trapped in the smoky demon realm.

All through dinner, we touched. Nothing overly sexual, just simple intimate touches. My fingers toyed with hers, our knees brushed beneath the table, and her hand landed on my arm. Each and every touch sets me on fire. The longer we sat and ate, the hungrier I became—for her.

When the waitress asked if we wanted dessert, there was only one thing I wanted.

Kallie.

And judging by the sharp inhale of breath and the way her heart begins to race, Kallie is on the same page as me. I order us tiramisu to go and turn to Kallie, taking her hand.

“Is this okay, Doll?” I ask.

Kallie’s smile is wicked as she leans close and traces my jaw with her fingertips. “My place or yours?”

I groan as my cock begins to rise. “Such sass from such a beautiful mouth.”

She hums as her smile lights up her entire face, “Sass isn’t the only thing my mouth is good for.”

FUCK.

“My place is closer,” I manage to grate out as all blood and thought rush south.

The waitress returns with our to-go order, and I hand her my card. As soon as she brings the receipt and my name is scribbled, I’m out of my seat and helping Kallie to stand. We weave our way through the crowded restaurant, my hand resting gently on her bare shoulders, and make our way to my car. I help her in and jog around to the driver's seat.

“Kallie,” I rumble as we head out of the parking lot and onto the main drive, “are you sure you’re okay with this?”

She reaches over and lays her hand on my arm. “Very sure,” she says breathily. That’s all the reassurance I need. As we drive, we make small talk, but the tension in the car is electric.

We reach my condo downtown, and I pull into the parking garage. I exit the car and walk around to help Kallie, taking her hand and leading her to the building. We climb into the elevator with a few other residents.

I have to beat back the urge to press her to the back wall and ravish her right here and now. By the time we reach my floor, I’m vibrating with energy and need. When we exit, it’s a quick walk to my door.

The second the door closes, I lift her in my arms and press her against it, my mouth claiming hers.

My tongue swipes the seam of her lips until she opens for me. Our tongues dance, battling for dominance. I swallow Kallie’s moans greedily as her hands rip my hair free to tangle in its waves. She scrapes her nails along my scalp, angling my head and deepening our kiss.

We break apart long enough to suck in much-needed air before diving back in. Paradise. That’s what it feels like to have Kallie in my arms again.

Bite. Brand. Mark.

My demon nature is screaming for me to claim her as mine. The fates keep throwing us together, and I refuse to ignore it any longer. I shouldn’t have done it on the cruise, and I sure as fuck am not going to do it now. But I won’t rush this; in spite of the fact that I feel like I’ve known her forever, I want to romance her.

Right after I fuck her so thoroughly she’ll need me to carry her in order to leave my bed. A bed I am very much ready to get her into.

When we come up for air again, I kiss along Kallie’s jaw until I reach her throat, where I gently graze with my teeth.

A raspy hum leaves her as I kiss my way to the opposite side and repeat the motion.

“I love when you use your teeth,” she rasps as I apply a bit more pressure.

A pleased rumble vibrates through me as I continue to kiss her collar.