The Guru: Shadow (Dark Triad #1)

24. Deis

24

DEIS

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G oddamit. She will be the death of me. ‘A true king shares everything with his queen.’

The moment her words reached him, an earth-shattering lightning struck through him, blanking his mind, and his carnal instincts took over.

If Ed hadn’t been in the car, he would’ve ripped all her clothes off and had her right now.

She really was a queen.

My queen.

He let his hands trail up to her hair, tamed in a loose bun. He removed the ribbon and let her mane of brown hair fall down. The thick hair, so perfect for grabbing. And as he stroked through the still slightly wet hair from her running endeavors, he took her all in, his Emma. Her soft skin, strong eyes, her attractively blushed cheeks – something in his chest growled longingly.

“You are the most wondrous human I have ever met.”

The way she smiled was honest, something about it told him it was exactly the right thing to say. He meant it, all of it. With her, he did n ot need to hide or conceal who he was. Everything would fall into place very, very soon. It would be his masterpiece.

And then he cupped her face in his palms and kissed her. Soft and sweet. Because it was what she needed right now. And for the first time in his life, something wasn’t about him. There was nothing to plan, nothing to strategize, nothing to gain. Because he found the woman, that not only quietened his mind but also was the missing piece to his lost soul.

Although he could have stayed in the car and kissed her sweet lips forever, things had to be done, and it was essential to act fast. So, he lifted her out of the car and walked her to the elevator. He took her hand in his, which made her stop in her tracks and stare at him. But he only smiled at her. He wanted her close, not planning to let go of her ever. And to his delight, she, for once, did not protest or tell him to fuck off.

“Deis, what’s been released to the press?” asked Emma again, her eyebrows drawn up as they stepped into the elevator.

“The truth.”

“What truth?”

“Everything concerning Gamma and their executives destroying and exploiting humanity as much as nature in disguise of helping them.”

“You don’t look like a saint to me.”

Her words and perky look made him chuckle because damn, he was everything, but only she didn’t know the real reasons he is going after Gamma.

“Because I am not.”

“Then why do it?”

Without answering, he stepped out of the elevator into the penthouse as the door opened. Emma, however, did not. She let go of his hand and leaned into the frame so it wouldn’t close, waiting with crossed arms and a piercing look in her eyes. The very look that might just be able to x-ray his entire existence.

“Why do I feel like it’s only partly the truth?”

Two steps away from her, he considered her .

“Because it is.”

What he saw then, for the smallest of seconds, almost made him throw all control into the wind. There it was, a tucked-up corner of her mouth, while her eyes burnt him alive.

She already knows. And yet, here she is.

All of him wanted to take her right here, right now, to celebrate his victory. So, he stepped up to her so close that he could see every dark line in her irises. A strand of her hair had fallen into her face. He brushed it back, deliberately, purposefully, controlling the urge to push her hard into the back of the elevator and choke her.

Messy hair, the glasses framing these intense eyes so full of darkness staring at me, suits her beyond anything.

Part of him wanted to hurt her. Fuck her until she screamed from pain if she still could. See the blood trail it’s way over her sweet skin and taste the iron-infused juice of life.

“Oh, Emma,” he whispered while taking her face into his palms. “Why don’t you run?”

“Because I am no prey,” she whispered back.

“If you only knew what I do to you in my mind, you wouldn’t say that.”

“I know exactly what you want to do to me,” she said. Her tone was so knowingly clear, her eyes didn’t even blink, instead, she bit her lower lip, underlining visually what she had already told him.

She wants me to take her.

There was absolutely no fear in her eyes, only that small flicker of engulfing, consuming fire. And then he pulled her out of the elevator and pushed her hard into the wall next to it, his right hand closing around her throat.

“Tell me what you know,” he demanded.

I fucking need to hear it.

His body already exploded with fireworks of desire and hunger. Hunger for her. Feeling her. Tasting her. Having her.

“You want me to be yours, you want to own me, consume me, take me.”

Yes, I do.

“You want control over me, fuck me until I cannot take it anymore, humiliate me, break me. ”

Yes, I do.

His cock swelled so hard against her waist.

“You want to take my throat, destroy my core, fuck all my holes, hear me begging you for mercy while you have none.”

Yes, I do.

And if you don’t stop, I will do all of it.

The prickle in his cock radiating into his core and body almost made him burst.

“You want the high, the rush, you want to feel alive, you want to be you without hiding.”

Yes, I do.

A pause of sizzling tension between them building into what would be an epic wave of destruction.

Her chest now heaved up and down against his heavy breaths.

Say it.

“And you want to feel the control slip from under your fingers while the blade slices through my skin.”

Goosebumps spread over his entire body. His skin, his whole physical being, fizzing in an explosive union of ice and fire. He wanted her. Needed her. Now.

“Do you feel how hard I am?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then, as you know all what I wanna do to you, why don’t you run, ma belle ?”

Another pause, where she closed her eyes for a second, and instead of fighting his touch, fighting his consuming pressure, she melted into it. And when she opened her eyes again, the fire in them burned, full of daring, full of boldness.

“You ask,” she whispered, so quietly, so calmly, and yet, so clearly while her eyes burned him down, “because you don’t know how wet I am.”

And right at this moment he truly knew that he had found his match.