Logan muttered something under his breath.
"What was that?" Rohan asked sweetly in my voice.
"Promise me you'll make Samson hurt and I'll change you."
Rohan agreed to Logan's request.
A sucking pull stretched out the skin I was currently in. Any second now Rohan's eyeballs were going to pop like bubble wrap, but as suddenly as the pulling sensation came on, it stopped.
I held out a hand. Mine. It trembled and I pressed it down against my leg.
I met Rohan's eyes, needing the assurance of looking into steely gold, not sparkling blue-gray. He looked back at me with, not intimacy exactly. More a melding. A time-stopping moment with no sense of where he started and I stopped. We shared one heart, breathed one breath.
It was staggeringly disorienting, but not in the same way I'd felt all day.
Drio finished Logan off. It was pretty sweet how the gemini sputtered in alternating flashes between himself and T-Roy before he disappeared into oblivion.
We trudged back up to the surface in silence. Drio and Rohan had a brief conversation with Mirek then we left. I willingly sat in the back seat for the ride back.
"Can you deal?" Rohan asked Drio as we got out of the car in front of the hotel.
He nodded. "No problem."
"Anything pressing, you call."
I wandered off, totally spent and beyond ready for this night to end. Rohan followed me into the elevator. When I went to hit three, he blocked me, hitting five instead. The barely leashed savagery on his face dared me to protest.
I almost did. Because of Lily. But she was going to get Rohan for the rest of their lives. I was weak enough to want him for one more night. I nodded.
Alea iacta est.
25
Rohan kicked the door to his suite shut, but didn't touch me. Moonlight slashed his features through the opened drapes. "You left." I startled at the thickness in his voice.
I didn't need to ask him when he meant. After his show. "I didn't think I was needed."
"You thought wrong."
Today's events had left me emotionally strung out and unable to understand his cryptic statement. I thought wrong because he needed me? Or because he'd needed someone to take the edge off the adrenaline coursing through him and I was the best option? Since he didn't know how Lily felt at that point, since they hadn't yet kissed again.
"I'm here now." A bead of sweat trickled down my spine.
Rohan came toward me. His eyes glittered hotly enough to be made out even through the press of darkness. "Wanna see my view?"
A lick of heat unfurled in my gut. I managed a nod.
Rohan slid the glass door to his balcony open and stepped outside. He led me past the table and two chairs that took up most of the space to the solid front panel where he wrapped my hands around the metal railing on top. The bar pressed into my navel.
"Keep your hands on the railing." His voice was a rough purr against my neck. "No matter what."
Not a problem since I suspected I'd need the support.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" His voice ghosted over my ear. The city lay before us like a glittering jewel.
"Yes." I could have demanded he speed things up. I often did, but tonight was about savoring and prolonging. Dawn would come soon enough.
We stood like that, an almost magnetic force vibrating between our bodies. I closed my eyes, not giving a damn about the view. I wanted my other senses to kick in to cocoon his touch around me, fill my veins with his scent.
Rohan pressed into every inch of me without a single point of contact. I was hyper-alert, attuned to the slightest nuance in his breathing over the distant wash of traffic and how the smallest shift in his position behind me sent a tiny current of air along my shoulder blades. He slid his arms around me and it was almost overwhelming. Resting his head on my shoulder, he popped the button on my jeans, tugging them down.
He traced the curve of my ass. "I may have been hasty in dissing this thong."
"Told you." I gripped the railing tighter, its metal a weighty curve in my palm. A breeze whispered against the front of my shirt, teasing my nipples into even stiffer peaks.
"But it has to go." He cut it free, slipping it off from behind, running the fabric over my clit. Glorious friction against my growing wetness.
I gasped. A sugary syrup of desire slid through my bones.
He removed his hands and I heard his belt unbuckling. Heard a rustle of foil.
"Widen your legs."
My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths. Strung tight with anticipation, I did as I was told. With a single thrust, Rohan slid inside me. My head fell forward.