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“Honesty from her is something I neither needed nor wasted my breath asking for. You…” He swallows. Pain shadows his face as he stares at me with stark gray eyes. “Betray me not. You will rip out my heart.”
His whisper dissolves my anger. His words are an admission that I have power over him.
Could I really bring this big, fierce warrior to his knees? Me, the girl no one has ever wanted?
Marrok could be feigning this anguish for his own ends. After all, when we met he was hardly looking to make me his “wife.” When he mated with me, it definitely wasn’t for love. But when he looks at me with that torment, I believe him.
Tears prick my eyes. “I know what heartbreak feels like. Why would I intentionally hurt you?”
“Mayhap you forgive me not for abducting you.”
“I understand why you did it.”
“Mayhap you resent me mating with you.”
“Marrok, I spoke the words first.”
“’Tis possible you would hurt me merely because you can.”
“No, I can’t. Ever.”
A stark possessiveness stamps Marrok’s expression. He presses against me—chest, belly, hips, thighs—as close as he can without being inside me. Then his lips follow, swooping down to consume me.
I should stop him, sort out this tangle of emotion before giving in. But I need to be close to him. I need to show him I’m his. I want him to know he can trust me.
He delves into my mouth. Instantly, I incinerate. My nipples burn. My pussy goes up in flames.
Stopping him is beyond me.
He pulls away, drilling me with a consuming stare. “I am desperate to be inside you.”
His whisper makes me desperate, too, killing what’s left of my anger and inhibitions. And when his lips brand their way across my neck and his big palms cup my breasts, I can only say one thing.
“Yes.”
With a growl, he pushes his cock between my legs. I spread myself open for him and kiss him, pouring out my need. I give him my heart.
He’s unrelenting as he takes everything I offer. The contrast of his soft lips and rough touch unravels me.
“Mine. Forever.” He challenges me to deny it.
Yes.
But does he feel that way because he actually cares about me…or because magic decreed us mates?
I look for the answer in his kiss. He takes my lips as if I’m his everything. His callused palms burn my breasts, his strong fingers alternately grazing and pinching my aching nipples. I gasp at the pleasure-pain.
Marrok unsnaps my jeans. “Take them off.”
It’s not smart, but I comply with a thundering heart, managing to push the denim to my knees. With an insistent foot, he shoves them down my calves, then kicks them away with a snarl. Before they hit the floor, he inhales my sensitive nipple in his mouth, first one, then the other, back and forth. Until I tremble. Arch. Gush. I bite my lip to hold in my begging.
Smart or not, I offer him all of myself.
Marrok pushes me back. I gasp at the cool wall on my bare skin.
The reality of the situation hits me. I’m completely naked. In Bram’s hallway. Where anyone could happen upon us. And I’m panting for the immortal warrior, hoping he’ll fill me with every hard inch he has and praying he doesn’t stop until I forget the chaos my life has become. Until he bonds with me forever.
He nips at my breasts with his teeth, then licks the tips softly, making me shudder.
