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No one’s ever spoken to me like this before, and it sends my body into a nervous frenzy. To think of him touching me so intimately, it makes me freeze like a deer in the headlights.
“I want to wrap your pretty little lips around my cock and watch you take all of me down your throat,” he promises darkly, his gaze consuming me like a predator who’s finally caught his prey.
Here I was, sure he was completely indifferent to me—or maybe even hated me. And all the while, this is what’s been going on behind that brooding façade? I can scarcely breathe, I’m so overwhelmed by his proximity, by his overtly sexual suggestions.
But Mishka’s not done telling me all the scandalous things he’s imagined doing to me—to my body.
“Then I want to taste that sweet pussy. Because I bet you’re divine, Alina. And after I’ve made you come on my fingers and my tongue? I want to bury my cock inside you. I want to fuck you until you scream my name.”
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MISHKA
Alina seems stunned into silence over my blatantly vulgar language, her blue eyes widening, her lips parting on a breath. Good. My dirty language was the best way I could express how I feel about her because, as a woman of her breeding and social status, she should be horrified to know a man like me has imagined performing countless sexual acts on her.
And though I have fantasized about doing sinfully delicious things to Alina, I can’t let on that my attraction to her is so much more than just physical.
I need her to be repulsed by my lewd thoughts, to hate me for them, possibly even be scared of me—because that will force distance between us. If she doesn’t want me near her, I would never press the issue, and I’m afraid she’s the only one who can keep me away from her now.
After a kiss like we shared, I no longer have the strength.
I would put everything on the line to taste more of her. Which means I’m dangerously close to letting all my hard-won plans fall apart. If I can’t make her hate me now, I’m doomed.
To drive home my crass suggestions, I let a cocky smirk curl my lips, and I study her round eyes and slightly parted lips. I can see it coming just as soon as she can compose herself—the palm to my cheek I fully deserve for talking to her like that. For being so disrespectful.
But now that my tirade is over, the air seems suddenly intensely still and quiet.
Tension crackles between us. Sure my words have finally had an effect, I release Alina’s chin to give her some space. My stomach knots to know she might never want to speak to me again.
As I step back, it seems to break her trance. Her expression comes to life once again, but rather than slapping me, she steps forward to grip the collar of my shirt and rises onto her toes.
Then she kisses me.
The fire in her lips sets me ablaze, and though I know I shouldn’t touch her, I can’t restrain myself any longer. Her unapologetic boldness turns me on. Her passionate hunger drives me wild, and I wrap my arms around her trim waist, pulling her flush against my body.
Her arms snake around my neck, and with a light hop, she jumps up to wrap her legs around my hips. My ribs groan in protest, but I don’t care. I want her so badly, all I can think about is holding her close and savoring the way she feels pressed against me.
It would be wrong to sleep with Alina. Even if she’s the daughter of my enemy, I don’t want to do anything to hurt her—and I know it’s inevitable with what I intend to do. But when Alina kisses me, I lose all sense of self-control.
Shifting one arm around her hips to support her weight, I bring my other hand up to cradle the back of her neck as I kiss her deeply. Alina moans, her lips parting as her tongue strokes between my teeth to tangle with mine.
She tastes sinfully delicious, her lips sweet and sultry as they consume me greedily. All my pent-up need floods my body in an instant, the yearning I’ve felt since the day she burst through the front door of her father’s house and nearly knocked me off my feet—literally.
Every second in her presence has been torture, to crave her so desperately and know she would never be mine. But I’ve done everything in my power to keep her at arm’s length, and my resolve vanishes with the failure of my last-ditch effort.
“I want you too,” she breathes against my lips, and the confession makes my chest tighten as my cock throbs to life.
I didn’t scare her away. I egged her on—and obliterated the defensive walls between us.
Fueled by ravenous need, I lower us onto the cool, hard floor of the cave. Easing Alina back onto the ground, I hover over her, covering her body as I kiss her greedily. Her hands move, her fingers gliding into my hair as her nails lightly scrape my scalp. Ripples of desire raise the hair on my neck and arms.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I rasp, breaking our kiss so I can nip her earlobe and suck the soft flesh of her neck between my lips.
Alina gasps, her back arching until her full breasts press against my chest. I groan, relishing the way she squirms beneath me as I trail kisses down her throat to her chest. My hand leads the way, molding to her curves as I explore her body and worship every inch of her skin.
I’m sorely tempted to tear the fabric that hinders my veneration, but I don’t want to deprive her of it when she got so cold before. Instead, I curl my fingers around the low-cut fabric and pull it down as far as the soft velvet will allow.
Alina’s taut, perfect nipple pokes out above her dress, and I dip low to suck it into my mouth.
