51

Juniper was standing right in front of me and even though the door seemed closed behind her, I was sure those bastards were overhearing us.

"What is all this about?" the witch asked, stepping closer to me while curiously looking around the hall, which had neither windows nor another exit.

"You want me, don't you?" I asked her and sat down on the edge of the table in a seductive pose. I could watch her green irises begin to glow and faster than I thought she was suddenly right in front of me and put her hands on my waist.

"Yes, I want that!", she breathed back and it seemed to irritate her excitement almost child's play.

"Why?" I asked, curious and excited at the same time, and she bit her lower lip to give me a smile...

"I'm a Nywitch.... We draw our life energy from other people's climaxes that we trigger," she purred, beginning to play with a strand of my black hair. "And you are so attractive, Aria... Your aura, your energy... I can taste it!"

"So you rape people to survive?"

She seemed kind of taken aback by my words and immediately let go of my hair to take a step back.

"We don't rape anyone!"

"Oh yes," I grinned, knowing I had it in my hand now. I had always thought about Juniper that she was the one with a conscience while Yasha decided everything on her own. "You take away other people's desire for sex. You take everything away from them and it still scares the shit out of me when I think about the situation in the forest, tied to this tree by an invisible force! It was horrible!"

She looked at me wide-eyed and for the first time seemed to understand what was going on on the other side while the two acted as temptresses...

"But, I have an idea, Juniper!" I drew her attention back to me and carefully pushed myself off the table to walk slowly towards her. "Wolves!"

"Wolves?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow and not seeming to fully understand.

"Yes, wolves! Wolves trying to rape other wolves in the woods! They deserve nothing more than to lose their sexual tension forever! Drain them of your energy and if I do, you can kill them afterwards..."

"And what if we don't like them?"

I grinned at her and pointed to the door behind her.

"Have you checked out keno? Do you know how beautiful we wolves are?"

"You definitely do," she suddenly said with a seriousness that made me speechless for a moment until our eyes met and I avoided her.

"And what do I get for it?", she wanted to know and walked around me. "I mean, we're supposed to keep your black sheep off your back and apparently I'm not here without a reason either. You want out, right?" she whispered so quietly that it was almost impossible to hear, but I nodded and saw her pleading on...

"Get me out of here Juniper. I promise I'll forget everything you did to me and I won't kill you!"

The corners of her mouth twitched in amusement as she stopped right in front of me, eyeing me.

"I don't think you're in any position to make demands," she allowed her to demonstrate her hold on the situation, looking me up and down as if considering what to ask of me. "A kiss," she said into the silence and looked straight into my dark eyes again. "A single kiss that brings with it such passion that I can draw on this memory for years."

I parted my lips slightly and didn't really know what to say or do. Was it too much to ask? Definitely not. One kiss and I'd be out of here. She would help me and would also rid us of the vicious creatures that hunted unmarked females in the forest afterwards.

But passion?

Could I force this? Maybe yes, if I was thinking about keno...

I glimpsed her thin pink lips and tried to picture her without her magic on my skin.

A few days ago in the forest there had been sparks at our touch, but there I was under a spell. What would happen if-

Before I could finish thinking, Juniper suddenly took the last step that separated us towards me. Her lips pressed onto mine with such force that I caught my fingernails digging into her shoulder as she nudged me to the table behind me with firm strides.

"Juniper," I breathed into her mouth, overwhelmed, and her tongue immediately advanced to mine, playing around it with a sensuality that really made me feel aroused.

It was really scary...

But no matter how much shame and fear these unfamiliar sensations caused in me, I endured it and tried to keep up the passion.

Not for me... Not for her... But for a future with my mate and my peanut, both of whom hopefully wouldn't notice what I was doing here.

"You taste so good," Juniper whispered, reaching under my dress with her cold hand, causing me to twist her around with all my might so that her back was against the table and I could gain the upper hand.

"Listen to me," I whispered and then started caressing her neck, causing her to moan in excitement and let her head fall back.

"I'm listening, Aria," she said in a shaky voice, wrapping her arms around my neck to pull me even tighter. I ran my tongue over the slightly salty-tasting skin of her neck and finally bit her earlobe lightly, making her tremble.

Apparently I was more seductive than I thought...

"I demanded from the vampires that I can choose my death and the executioner myself," I whispered in her ear and as soon as I finished speaking, she pushed my shoulder slightly away to give me an irritated look.

"And I'm the executioner?" she asked, jumping on the table with her butt and pulling me between her legs at the same time. Our lips found each other on their own, and although I didn't want to, even I had to moan softly from the situation, gripping her small waist tightly.

"No," I breathed into her mouth and briefly looked deep into her eyes, which glowed with passion. "You just have to say that you need high-proof alcohol to kill me in agony! They want to watch," I explained to her the beginning of my plan and felt her hands on my cheeks, stroking me while she sucked on my lower lip.

"And then?" she asked excitedly and bit down lightly, causing me to get really wet from all that shit!

"Then you spill all the alcohol in every corner of this room! Say it's a witch ritual!" I breathed into her mouth as quietly as I could, running my hands down her jeans-covered thighs, driving her insane made. "Then I'll place myself on the table and you on the door. It'll have to be quick Juniper! These bastards only die from fire and I know you can create it!"

She broke away from my lower lip, breathing heavily, and looked at me with a smile, as if she would enjoy pursuing such a plan with me.

"And then?"

"Then....