Red Light: A Dark Stalker Romance (Book One) (Dangerous Games Series)

Chapter Ten - Alanna

I wake up sore. Realistically, I probably shouldn't have gone in for round two in the kitchen, but with Wolfe around ramping up my libido, it wasn't so much my choice as my supernatural need. Flick lay beside me sleeping soundly. He looked so perfect and peaceful while he slept. There was a small smile on his lips like he was dreaming of something good. I wished I could dive into his brain and watch his dream like a movie. But that was slightly insane and totally intrusive. I get up and pee before I start looking for something to wear.

All my rustling in the boxes must have woken Flick because when I turn around, clothes in hand, he's propped up on an elbow watching me with heat in his eyes. I jump a little, startled and then smile and calm down. "Good morning, gorgeous." He says and throws the covers off of himself and gets up, prowling around the bed to me. "Good morning." I blush and he reaches me and leans down to kiss me sensually.

I couldn't tell if Wolfe was influencing him or if he actually just wanted me first thing in the morning. Probably the latter, I didn't feel Wolfe's influence, and I think we're affected at the same time. Wolfe seemed to be more active at night as well. "Do you have to go in today?" I ask Flick after we break the kiss. "Nope, I'm all yours. If you want me, that is." He smiles that cocky smile that says he knows I want him very much. I raise my eyebrows to show him he's over confident and he just continues to smile ruefully. I give a light scoff and roll my eyes.

"I guess I could use you." I say and can't help but grin at him. He gives a short laugh and leans down to kiss me again. We break the kiss a few seconds later and he brushes hair out of my face and stares into my eyes. We stand there for a minute, just soaking in each other's presence. Every second seemed to bring us closer to understanding each other regardless of not a single word being uttered. I blush wildly and he smiles. "How can your lipstick still be perfect after sleeping all night?" He asks and runs a thumb over my bottom lip.

I smile and giggle. "It's not. I tattooed my lips black a few years back. I use black lipstick to make it darker and glossy and keep sunscreen on the tattoo. I was always chewing it off, or licking it off, or smudging it, so the tattoo seemed like the perfect solution. It's worked wonders." I explain. He hums his understanding and continues to look at me with a half lidded lusty stare. Honestly I was expecting a reaction. Any reaction. But he didn't seem surprised or put off by the fact that my lips were permanently black. I liked that. I snuggled closer to him.

He takes that as an invitation to get closer to me. He leans in and lays a slow kiss on my lips. Sensually prodding my lips open and exploring my mouth. Lust washes over me like a wave and suddenly our kiss turns needy and desperate as we cling tightly to one another. Flick walks me backward towards the bed. He lifts me to the mattress once we reach it and I sit quickly, opening my legs so he can slip right in between them again. Our lips form a tight seal as they collide. We can't get enough of one another. He tastes amazing. I can't seem to feel him on me enough. I need more. So much more.

His hands roam my body, mine doing the same to his. Our grips are too hard. Our need too great. We tried to become one as we pulled each other closer and closer. My pussy was soaked and begging me for attention. I start grinding against him, he understands my need and pulls away long enough to coat his cock in my juices and thrust deep inside me. We immediately grasp for each other again and he starts moving his hips to pull out a little and then shoving back into me to the hilt. Like he was burrowing into me.

Somewhere I knew that Wolfe had hijacked us again with his extreme need, but I couldn't stop myself. I needed him. It was like the need to breathe. To eat. To fuck. His hands go to my ass and squeeze, I groan and tighten around him in response. Digging my fingers into his back I feel myself draw blood. Flick's teeth sink into my lip and I taste copper a moment later. Somewhere deep inside I was getting afraid. How far would we go to be near each other?