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“My, aren’t you selfish. I thought the three of you were the perfect musketeers. Just like your tattoo.” She gently pushed her hands against my chest once again, fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.
There was something even more adorable about the way her chest rose and fell when she allowed her gaze to fall to my belly button and back up. “I think I plan on torturing you first.”
“Torture?” she purred. “That’s not fair.”
“Who said anything in this life or in sexual escapades was fair and you heard me. I assure you that it will be sensual but rough.”
“Mmm… I’m not certain you can handle me.”
“Take off your bra and find out.” When I took a step forward, she giggled and lunged for the door. Did she really believe she could get away with playing a naughty game?
I easily wrapped my arm around her waist, whisking her completely off her feet. She squealed briefly in response before slapping her hand across her mouth.
“Tsk. Tsk. Bad girl. What am I going to do with you?” I easily dumped her onto the middle of the bed and as expected, she bounced to her knees, holding her arms in a karate style position. Everything she did amused the hell out of me. There was nothing fragile about this girl. She was as bold as they came.
Which made the thought of having her utter surrender to the three men who already cherished her that much more delicious. As soon as I crawled onto the bed, she tried to slap me. Again. I cocked my head and grabbed her by the wrist with one hand, fisting her hair at the scalp with the other. “I can see I’ll need to break you.”
“No man can break me.”
I knew that wasn’t the case. I’d seen the haunted look in her eyes briefly while telling me about her husband. I sensed another story behind the scenes, but it was very private for her, maybe even slightly secretive. Who was I to judge given the crap I kept hidden from almost everyone? “Oh, you haven’t seen what I am capable of.”
“Maybe I don’t want to.” She struggled to get out of my hold, which added another even deeper growl to my repertoire. I’d never made such animalistic sounds as I did around her.
“Do I intimidate you, baby girl?”
“Is that what you’re trying to do?”
“Requiring your submission can take many forms.”
“Such a bastard.” Her voice was soft and seductive, unlike the glaring vibrations of hatred she’d spewed at the construction site. I was winning her over already.
I easily unclipped her bra and her eyes opened wide. As I lowered my head, using my teeth to lower one of her straps, she eased her head back, her breathing becoming labored. Every sound she made drove me crazy. I brushed my lips across her chest to the other side, repeating the move, yanking the lace with enough force I ripped it.
“You’re a brute,” she mused.
“You just figured that out?”
“Oh, no. I knew the second you walked into my bar.”
I let go of her hand, and she didn’t fight me when I removed the unwanted lingerie. God, her nipples were perfect, both standing at full attention. “Your bar, huh? You’re a powerful woman in this quaint little town.”
“Mmm… I’m powerful in everything I do.”
And breathtaking. I cupped her breasts, flicking my thumbs back and forth across both taut buds until she shuddered audibly. Her eyelids flittered open and seeing her pupils were already slightly dilated was a joyful gift. Keeping my eyes locked onto hers, I pinched both nipples until she bit down on her lip, a single drop of blood appearing seconds later.
I was suddenly a man possessed, capable of losing all control if I wasn’t careful. I shifted my attention to her lips as I continued to pinch and twist her hardened buds. As I pulled her lower lip into my mouth, she shivered uncontrollably in my arms. While I had a feeling my actions were overwhelming, I wasn’t certain I cared. My needs were far too intense, the roughness of my actions exactly what I’d warned her about.
The coppery taste of blood felt good on my tongue, sweet yet tangy at the same time. That only fueled the need to lick every drop of her sweet cream as I’d done a few nights before. Every sound I made over the kiss was guttural while she moaned into my mouth. At least I could capture it as I had the woman in my arms. She was a beautiful bird that I had every intention of keeping caged.
The thought was almost as sinful as all the filthy things I would do, including devouring her. I was finished with teasing foreplay, my throat parched for her sweet nectar. As I’d done before, I pitched her down onto the bed, immediately jerking at the button and zipper on her jeans.
“So mean. So horrible,” she whispered, twisting her body back and forth.
I gave her a hard look, tweaking her rosy red nipple once again before yanking the dense material over her hips. The way she wriggled was playful, but I was almost at the point of hogtieing her to the bed. For safe keeping, of course.
Grinning all over again, I slipped my fingers under the thin elastic of her passion pink panties, tugging both down her long legs at the same time. When she was completely naked, I took a few seconds to bask in her utter beauty, something I’d been too hungry to do before. But my needs were only furrowing deeper inside of me, pushing me to the point I was lost in the sweetness.
And the famished man.
