Chapter 6

Chandra peeked at Danyun from under her lowered lashes. He lay on top of her with his eyes closed. His chest expanded and deflated against hers as his breaths decreased and slowed into a normal interval. Blond locks fell onto her shoulders and blanketed her with a hint of mint and a strong musky scent.

She lifted her fingers and touched the braids and allowed herself to enjoy the moment. The hair, so silky, started to loosen with each brush of her thumb. Her gaze slipped over the slope of his long nose, his chiseled cheeks and square jaw.

I can’t believe it. I had sex with a man I met less than a day ago.

Okay, make that steamy, hot man, but he’s still a stranger.

She dropped her hand on the couch. Shifting her legs, her feet fell on the sofa’s cushion. All at once, he sank deeper inside her, his cock touching the edge of her womb.

A cry slipped out of her mouth, not from pain or soreness, but one filled with desire.

Danyun retreated a short distant.

She hissed, even as her thighs clenched around his hips. He pressed forward, grinding against her pelvic bone and retreated. In a slow, incremental motion, he drove into her over and over again. She whimpered as she dug her nails into his back.

Sweat renewed its dampening course on their skins. Their limbs slid against each other, the constant friction igniting a flame that left her on the edge of oblivion.

Chandra was so wet for him, her inner muscles clenched.

Danyun groaned.

She arched her back and rubbed her chest on his. Her body was a furnace inflamed by his heat.

The tip of him touched a part of her that was so sensitive, she shut her eyes. Danyun hit the spot more than once. Chandra bit her lips, but the intense pleasure building between her legs forced a whimper to escape her mouth.

The ache… too much. Too powerful.

“Chandra,” he murmured. His fingers reached for hers, laced them with his as his hips crashed against hers like waves against a coastline.

She opened her eyes and watched him. He stared down at her, his gaze intense. And yet the hard contours of his face resembled a mask of concentration. His arms flexed as he rested his hands on the couch near her head.

For a second, she felt helpless until he called her name again. Her heartbeat jumped and raced with the tempo of their motions.

Danyun gasped, his breaths synchronized with hers.

His eyes locked on hers. The volume of heat those purple hues generated, mesmerized her. She gripped his hand tighter as her legs crossed over the hill of his rounded glutes.

Chandra opened her mouth to say something, nothing but a sob escaped from her lips. Releasing his hands, she grabbed the fabric of the couch. She grounded her hips against his, hoping to ease the unbearable ache pulsing in her thighs.

If he didn’t hurry up and satisfy her soon, she would definitely explode.

Throughout all of her twenty-nine years, she never experienced this frustrating, unquenchable lust. Danyun was the only man who’d ever lit her passion. Who blinded her with it. And denied her at the same time.

One of his hands drifted down the curve of her stomach to the light tufts between her legs. He caressed her there for what amounted to…forever. His finger parted her hot folds, brushing against her sensitive core.

Danyun rubbed her tender pearl.

She screamed and dug her nails deeper into the soft cushion beneath her. Her legs gripped him tighter. Yet, still, his finger teased her slick flesh. Never once did the push of his cock inside her stop its movement.

With a trembling hand, she reached for his finger and assisted him in his manipulation of her flesh.

Trapped by his gaze, Chandra stared at the transition taking place in his eyes. The rim of his lavender irises darkened into a translucent plum color. His eyes seemed to swallow her soul, making her become one with him.

Hot, wet and on the brink of coming apart, Chandra shattered. A bright light blinded her with a burst of intense contentment.

It took a while for her breathing to return to its normal speed. Once it did, she was pensive. It would be so easy for her to attribute her explosive lust for Danyun on her fear of almost dying today, but she couldn’t. From the moment she’d seen him, she’d wanted him.

The tip of her moist finger drew an invisible line around the perimeter of his lips.

Danyun grabbed her hand and nipped at one of the pads.

“We shouldn’t have…” She left the rest unsaid. Although she didn’t have any regrets, she wondered if maybe he had some misgivings about what they just shared.

“Do you regret it?” His voice was flat as his gaze held hers.

Chandra shook her head. “No.” And she didn’t. No matter how unusual and weird their initial encounter was, she was sure of one thing: being with him felt right. She didn’t see herself as ‘the crazy woman’ who scared all her boyfriends away because she screamed in her sleep. Her nightmares had worried her parents for years when she was young. Even the sleep clinic they took her to was unable to diagnose her problem. Meeting Danyun made her realized there was nothing wrong with her. But most of all, discovering her power brought her strength and confidence in herself.

Simply being with him brought out something in her she never experienced. A sense of belonging.

Her parents loved and cared for her, yet she always felt different around them. Not because she didn’t have their fair complexions. She always felt lost around them—around everyone, as if something was missing in her life. And now, she knew what it was.

She was from another world Danyun got up. His heat disappeared, and a chill replaced it. He searched the room. His blond tresses hit his muscular back as he walked across the room.

She remained stretched out, admiring the firmness of his round butt.

“Where are my trousers?”

She blinked and found his gaze on her. “I…”

He turned the rest of his body toward her.

Her throat went dry as she scrutinized his chest to slide down his flaccid penis.

Heat filled her and pulsed between her thighs.

My god, I’m insatiable.

Danyun cleared his throat.

Her eyes jumped to his face. One of his blond eyebrows rose in patient regard.

Her guides giggled. Don’t you remember, deary? You wished them away.

Chandra’s cheeks burned. Once again, she forgot about Esha, Corna and Tina. They probably saw everything.

You are right about that. The warrior is definitely packing heat. Their laughter got louder.

Chandra glared at them. “Hush.”

“What are they saying?” Danyun’s eyes narrowed on the floating lights.

“Nothing.” To divert his attention, she said a spell that returned their clothes and placed them on her lap. “Why don’t you take a shower while I throw our clothes in the washing machine?” He stared at her, his expression blank.

She sighed and took his hand. “Come.” She led him to the bathroom, where she demonstrated to him how to use the shower. “While you’re bathing, I’m going to wash our clothes.”

“And what will I wear when I’m done?”

She smiled, and she suspected her expression beamed with mischief. “I wouldn’t mind if you wore nothing at all.”

His eyes darkened as a sensual light came into them. “I wouldn’t mind that option at all, but we have to find the demon first.”

Chandra shivered. “You’re right. We can’t let it kill any more people.” She adjusted the faucet until the water temperature became warm. “Go on. Use this robe when you’re done.” She pointed to one of her exes bathrobes. On her body, the large garments would swallow her with its fabric. She hoped Danyun didn’t ask her about them.

He didn’t. Instead, he entered the shower stall.

Chandra picked up the liquid soap and showed him how to dispense the cleanser.

His brows dipped. But once he repeated her actions and produced foamy white suds, his frown disappeared.

Chandra headed to her room and got dressed. She collected his clothes and tossed them into the chrome washer in the closet near the kitchen. As she glanced at the matching machines, she wondered what else she could teach Danyun. She smiled with several ideas popping into her mind. After they destroyed the demon, she would introduce him to scent oil… maybe edible panties… or even handcuffs.

Chandra chuckled.

She took several steps toward the bathroom, to see if Danyun needed help with washing his back or any other part of his anatomy but the doorbell rang.

She paused. A quick glance at her watch told her it was eight o’clock in the morning. None of her friends would visit her at this time.

Hearing another sequence of rings, she released a heavy sigh and marched to the front door.

Whomever it is better have a good reason for ringing her bell.

One look through the peephole was enough to freeze every muscle in her body. Standing as if he owned the place was the last man Chandra expected to see.

Her ex.