Page 42 of Malice and Surrender
“Yeah, I told you I want you to be with us long term, so the console decision includes you, too.”
I lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “I can’t make that decision. I’ve never played with any console.”
Jace snickered and walked over to where we were standing, a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
“Well, that’s going to change very soon,” he said, his voice sounding like a soft growl and just as suggestive.
My heart went from sputtering to full-on freakout mode as Jace held out his hand for me to take as well.
“Come on. It’s time for you to step out of your comfort zone.” He tugged on my hand, and my feet felt like lead weights. Jace cocked one of those sexy eyebrows at me, and I shivered as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “I didn’t take you for someone who backs down and gives in to her fears. Was I wrong?”
I swallowed around the throbbing worry in my chest. Stubbornly, I straightened my spine and rolled out my shoulders. “No, I’m not. At least not anymore. Lead the way.”
Jace smiled, and Avro squeezed my hand. His pace was quick as he practically dragged me out of the room and up the stairs. With each step, my courage wavered, but I refused to give in to the anxiety that had repressed me for years. We barely made it over the threshold of the door to Avro’s bedroom when Jace whirled around, and in a move that I hadn’t been expecting, he gripped the back of my neck and dropped his lips to mine.
I sucked in a shuddering breath as the butterflies in my stomach exploded into fireworks. Everything with Avro was easy and calm. Even his kisses, which left me breathless and made me feel safe and warm. There was nothing safe about Jace. He demanded the kiss from me, taking over all my senses like they had forgotten how to function.
I realized I must have let go of his hand, as he was now cupping my face, and I was pushed backward. With a thud, I came into contact with the wall, and my adrenaline spiked, but instead of wanting to run, I moaned and allowed him to deepen the kiss. I felt something touch my tongue and realized that he had a stud in his that was textured with little rough spikes. It wasn’t painful. If anything, it was turning me on more as my mind quickly imagined that tongue in other places.
Was I really kissing Jace Everly? The Jace Everly. Where had I made the wild left turn to get to this moment?
Jace released my face but didn’t let up on the kiss igniting a fire within me. I jumped when his hands found my waist, and he pressed his body into mine, trapping me against the wall. The adrenaline coursing through my veins made me shake and want to run for the door or, hell, maybe run to the bed, but my decision was made when my body chose for me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hung on through the storm he had created. His hands slid around my body to cup my ass, and with a small yelp, I was lifted up, and my legs wrapped around Jace’s waist. I opened my eyes and didn’t see Avro anywhere until Jace laid us down on the bed, and I realized he was already there waiting for us.
Jace released me from the intense kiss that had stolen my breath and left me speechless like my brain had completely misfired. Turning my head, I found Avro’s heated stare, but Jace touched my cheek and forced me to look back into his silver eyes.
“You only look at me right now,” Jace ordered.
I swallowed and nodded. He moved, and my body finally realized I was under his weight. He must have seen the spark of real fear within me. Jace waggled his finger back and forth in front of my face.
“There is no room for fear in here with us. It doesn’t belong, and I won’t tolerate it.”
I arched an eyebrow at him.
“You won’t tolerate it?”
“No, I won’t. I wouldn’t allow it with Avro, and I won’t with you.”
If there were ever a pair of eyes that could command you into agreeing, it was Jace’s. I was tempted to quip back, and I didn’t understand why, but the challenge in his eyes made me want to push back and agree at the same time. Dropping his lips to mine, he sucked my lower lip into his mouth, and the sassy comment on the tip of my tongue was lost to the taste of his mouth.
I moaned, gripping his shoulders as he writhed back and forth against me. Taking my hands in his, he moved them so they were above my head. The old vulnerable feeling was there, but it felt different this time. I was still standing on the edge of a cliff and could fall either way, but the choking sensation didn’t take over. It felt more like I was riding a wave as he pressed his hips into me, and the friction hit all the right places.
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” Jace asked, his lips barely touching mine but still holding the same commanding air.
I shook my head. Words were lost to me. Jace smiled, and that only made me swallow harder. It did nothing to ease the tension.
“How about this? I’ll tell you what I’m not going to do,” he said, smirking, his lips flirting upward. “I’m not going to fuck you. Neither of us will fuck you, but you will watch us.”
I licked my lips, and the sensation of wanting more and hating being told what to do pushed to the front of my mind.
“You’re not going to fuck me, even if I wanted you to?”
“Not even if you begged on your knees with my cock in your mouth,” Jace said. His voice was casual, and holy fuck, that was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. My breathing skyrocketed through the roof, making my nipples rub against Jace’s chest.
“Are you sure you could hold off?” I asked, with the blooming urge to defy and push him.
Jace laughed, and I bit back the moan that wanted to escape with the movement of his body. “Peaches, I like your fire, but you don’t have the skill to make me cave…yet.”
