Circle of Death by Keri Arthur

Author:Keri Arthur
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: ImaJinn Books
Published: 2011-11-09T06:20:18+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The next thirty-six hours roll by in a sweeping rush of unimaginable erotic bliss. Devlin and I simply refuse to leave our suite of rooms. We have each other so many times, in so many ways, that the day blurs together into a ceaseless spree of lovemaking. I’ve already flung myself into Devlin’s more than capable hands, after all. I might as well see all the wonderful things those hands can do to me.

We move seamlessly between impassioned fucking, peaceful slumber, and the occasional round of excellent room service. All the while, we help ourselves to Devlin’s personal stash of fine whiskey. Even when we try and pause to take a shower and get ourselves cleaned up, I end up pinned to the tiles, riding Devlin’s perfect, sudsy body until we both lose it.

All told, it’s the couple days of my entire life.

It’s not until the morning of my third full day on the island that we deign to emerge from our love nest. Truth be told, we’re both jonesing for a little sunlight—and it might do the Circle of Death good to know that their president is still alive and kicking.

We shrug into some casual clothes, grinning like lunatics all the while. I choose a plain white tee and short cutoff jeans for the day, while Devlin opts for black denim pants and a flannel top. We’ve decided to spend the day exploring the vast island, so we each pull on some hiking boots, as well.

Over a room service breakfast of thickly buttered toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, and rich coffee, I study my brand new bedfellow with reverent wonder. We share the window seat, looking out over the gorgeous Atlantic and sprawling forest all around. Devlin feels me staring at him and widens his eyes in mock horror.

“What?” he asks, “Do I have some egg on my face or something?”

“No,” I laugh, pouring another dash of cream into my coffee. “I just...can’t quite believe this is happening to me, is all.”

“Why’s that?” he asks, “Other than the fact that our meet-cute story was a little, you know, unconventional.”

“I guess I’m just not used to being this...happy,” I admit, raising my eyes to his. “I’ve spent a lot of my life being angry. About Juliet, about how my parents raised us, about never feeling good enough for anyone. But these last few days, it’s crazy—I just really can’t bring myself to care about any of that.”

“That’s what a good lay will do for you,” Devlin winks, taking a big bite of toast.

“I’m serious Dev,” I laugh, shoving him playfully. “I think you’re actually good for me, you crazy sonofabitch.”

“Glad you think so,” he replies, laying a hand on my knee, “because I’m starting to suspect that you’re the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me. But don’t let it go to your head or anything, babe. It could just be this delicious goddamn bacon talking.”

“I’m sure that’s it,” I smile, gathering my hair into a high ponytail. “What do you say, want to hit the road?”

“Sure,” Dev replies, “Just let me get my shit together.

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