think that made her human but it doesn’t, she used Georgina as a weapon against me to spite me for not giving her what she craved from my body. I would give her anything, including that, but I enjoyed the way she needed it so bad from me, and withholding gave me back some of the power she takes daily from me… from me loving her.
Looking at my watch it dawns on me that she’s not back from her swim yet. She is only away from me for short bursts of time, it’s as if being apart from me for too long is physically painful. She crashes and needs me to pick her up, and vice versa. That’s why going away was bittersweet. I missed her, unlike anything I ever knew existed. My chest constricts at the thought of the hours I’ll be away from her tonight. At least this thing with Georgie would mean she wouldn’t be alone tonight. And I’d be there before she woke, holding her like I always did when I returned.
The side door opens and they both walk in. Georgie startles when she sees me waiting and begins fidgeting with her bikini string. She’s gone pale which considering she douses herself in enough fake tan to create her own army of Oompa-Loompas is saying something.
“What did you do?” I growl at her, making her eyes grow impossibly wide. I should staple her eyelids to her eyebrows.
“What? Nothing … What?” she stumbles out. Was she dropped on her head as a child or what? The ground eats up the distance between us. I grab her by the throat and toss her out of the way, she was standing in front of Cereus like the queens guard… did she think I wouldn’t know something was wrong?
What a stunning creature my Cereus was. She was still in her one-piece which was odd, usually she would wear sweats and a tee to and from the water but she wasn’t even carrying her clothes, she had a towel in her hand but nothing else. Her head was down, her hair hanging in her face. Reaching out I tilt her head back by lifting her chin with my finger and swiping her hair away with my other hand. The red haze comes over me like a storm cloud. Her green eyes shine bright. Marring her perfect soft skin is a dirty bruise. Swelling is causing her eye to close.
Who fucking touched her? Someone is going to die today.
Her hands grab mine and squeeze. “It’s nothing Ryan, honest. I came up under someone’s surfboard.”
“What?” The rage is so hard to control once it takes over, no matter how much I’ve taught myself self-restraint.
She scrunches her nose. “It was a stupid accident, no one’s to blame.”
“Who was the surfer, what did he look like?” I demand. I don’t care if she thinks it was an accident, those surfing fucks shouldn’t be that far in where swimmers are.
Her arms wrap around me, enveloping me in her scent, in her comfort, making the anger start to ebb. “I just feel dumb, let’s not dwell on it, okay? You’re going away tonight, let’s feed you before you go.”
“You hate cooking,” I point out.
She pulls back and pokes a finger in my chest. “I didn’t say anything about me cooking, let’s order.”
I wait for Cereus to leave the room before I corner Georgina. “If anything happens to Cereus when you’re with her, I hold you responsible. So be a good girl and don’t try and encourage Cereus to go partying or some shit tonight because I’m away.”
She’s shaking her head before I’ve even finished talking. “I won’t, I promise.”
She tries to walk by me but I pin her head to the wall with one hand, holding her by the back of the neck. Her face thuds a little and a gasp escapes her lips. “That means no parties here either.”
Her heavy panting tells me she’s more turned on than afraid right now. Damn, were all the women in heat around me? I know I’m good looking but I could practically see the wet trial down her leg she was so desperate for it. What would Cereus think about her little ‘friend’ wanting to fuck me so bad she was gyrating against the wall at just being