The Dark Prince (The Dark Light Series)(67)

“Careful, little girl. Your Dark is showing,” he murmurs against my lips. Then he bites my bottom one hard enough to deliver a sting before letting me go.

I’m panting, my chest heaving as if I’ve just danced through ten songs straight. My sex throbs with a vengeance, infuriated with the constant tease of release. I’m burning hot for Dorian, and his little stunt has just upped the ante.

Just as I’m beginning to collect my bearings and settle into normalcy, Xavier comes over with a tray of tequila shots for everyone. After all are distributed to the crowd of party guests, we toast to Carlos’s birthday, singing the Happy Birthday song loud and obnoxiously. He beams brightly, his brown eyes twinkling with unshed tears. It warms my heart that we were here to commemorate this day with him. I look over at Dorian, a mixture of curiosity and nostalgia playing on his features. Maybe birthday celebrations are something the Dark don’t engage in. Or maybe he is missing the friendships that he once had and lost. I put his hand in mine and give it a squeeze. If it’s up to me, there will be many more celebrations like this together.

We’re chatting it up with Carmen when Morgan pulls me away to meet some of her friends and fellow stylists from Luxe. I look over at Dorian, standing yards away, his bright blue eyes locked on mine. I vaguely hear Morgan making the introductions, unable to tear my eyes from his. I’m completely mesmerized, damn near hypnotized by his gaze as if I’ve never seen anything like them before. It feels like lava is running through my veins, warmth radiating all through my body. The heat begins to travel through my breasts, stinging each nipple. Then it’s in my belly, slithering further south combining with my slippery wetness. The sensation is so agonizingly good; I can feel it pushing me closer and closer to the edge of my downfall. Then Dorian’s delicious lips part a fraction, forming a small ‘O’ as if he is blowing out a candle, and it happens.

I come. Hard.

Right there in the middle of Morgan and three other people whose names I could not remember if you paid me, I climax, unable to contain the tragic cry of defeat and attracting a number of questioning stares.

“Excuse me, something is caught in my throat,” I cough, trying to mask my guffaw. I grab Morgan’s glass of champagne and down its contents in record time, excusing myself to the ladies room. I swear I hear Dorian’s baritone voice laughing behind me.

When I emerge from the bathroom stall, I nearly run right smack into Aurora draped in skintight gold sequins. She stares at me intently, almost fascinated with our near collision. The bathroom is empty apart from the two of us, and I instantly know something isn’t right.

“Hey Aurora, everything ok?”

“Everything is fine, Gabriella,” she purrs in her sweet soprano. “Having a good time?”

“Yeah, I am. How about you?” I maneuver around her stock still body and head for the sink, keeping my eyes fixed on her through the mirror. Awkward.

Finally Aurora saunters over next to me, so close that our arms are almost touching. I can feel the static between us, sending tiny bolts of electricity up and down my extremities. She tears her brazen, blue eyes from my reflection in the mirror and turns towards me.

“He’s happy with you. I’ve never seen him like this. He really does love you.”

Of course. This is about Dorian. “I love him too, Aurora,” I say tentatively. Where is this going?

“And Jared? Do you love him?” her expression is completely unreadable. I can’t decipher if she’s being aggressive or simply curious.

I flash her a nervous smile. Not because I’m afraid of her, but because I’m afraid of what I may do to her if she steps out of line. “I’ll always have a special place in my heart for Jared. He and I have been friends for a long time.”

Aurora nods her head slowly. “He loves you. I can see it. I didn’t quite understand it before but…,” she trails off, lost in her own thoughts. “Have you ever thought of how it would be to have both of them? At once? Pleasing you simultaneously? I know I have.”

The fuck? Where the hell did that come from? And why am I just standing here, my eyes wide with shock, unable to verbalize my disgust?

Aurora bites her pouty pink bottom lip seductively, her eyes sweeping the length of my body. I suddenly feel as if I am butt naked in the middle of rush hour traffic.

“You know, Jared is a very good lover. Very generous and attentive. Very… big. ” A wicked grin spreads across her face and her ice blue eyes meet mine. “And Dorian...oh my. He’s still the best I’ve ever had. He’s so…intense. Domineering. Just all-consuming. Don’t you agree?”