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“I'm here, babe. No matter what happens. I promise you, I’ll be by your side.”
“You’re a good man, Ivan.”
He chuckles. “Or maybe I’m just trying to show you there is some good in our broken world. Even for a guy like me, who is the product of the worst crime that can be committed.”
I guess we have that in common.
I turn around in his arms, looking into his ice-blue eyes as I bring a hand to his soft, blond hair. “You’re beautiful,” I murmur.
It’s true. He’s a handsome man who, despite his good heart, has a tough look from the Russian blood in his veins. He’s a kind man to me because he loves me, but he will easily crush a life in his hands.
He’s been raised and trained by the Wolves, after all. He might not have a cunning mind, but he is as tough as they come.
Tipping his head down, he brushes his lips against mine. “We’re going to go to Elliot’s, sort this out, and then I want you to come home with me and let me make you feel good.”
His words are like a cold shower. I turn my head to the side. “Ivan,” I huff.
His hands grip my waist tighter. “I know how you feel. I know the reason you hate having sex with me. Because you think I’m weak. That I can’t give you what you want.”
He pulls me closer against him. There’s a violence in his gesture that cuts off my breath in the best way.
“Just because I’m nice to you doesn’t mean I’m a nice guy.”
“You have no fucking idea what you’re talking about,” I snap back.
I don’t know why it angers me when he shows he knows me. Like the answers to my problems are so evident to him.
“I respect you, Kay. I respect that you’re a self-made woman who knows what she wants in life and isn’t afraid to get it. But I can show you what it’s like when I don’t. I can show you what I’d do to you if you were just another bitch the Wolves have power over.”
My face must show how I’m suddenly turned on by the man who’s had no effect on me for about two years because he chuckles.
“It’s okay to like it the way you do, Kay. Let me give it to you.”
What he doesn’t understand is how hard it is for a woman like me to let him give it to me. It would be so much easier if he didn’t give me the choice to agree. Because how can someone who has built an empire on being the strongest out there admit that she wants a man to dominate her? To not give her a choice? To make her shut up and take it?
I wish Ivan hadn’t cared about my gun in his face this morning. I wish he’d taken it from my hands, pointed it at my head, and told me to lay back down and be quiet while he uses my body.
But I’m Kayla King. I would never admit this to anyone.
Shaking my head, I shrug out of his hold and turn back to the bed to grab my phone. “Let’s just go.”
“You were wet, you know?”
I look behind my shoulder, eyebrow cocked at him. “Excuse me?”
“You were wet when I started touching you this morning. You might have been half-asleep, but your body liked that I didn’t give you a choice in it.”
I was wet because I was dreaming of the night Nathan White didn’t give me a choice. I was wet because I was dreaming of the last man in my life who gave me an orgasm.
I turn around and pin him with a death stare. “Well, I guess you’re fucking right, then, aren’t you? I’m a weirdo in bed. Bite me.”
I don’t even care to carry on the conversation.
Ivan told the Wolves he didn’t want to work with them anymore when they dropped me. His only current goal in life is to be by my side. His worries are to make sure our relationship is fine and that it’s going to last. My worries are to keep my crew in power.
We don’t have the same priorities and probably never will. I don’t give a shit about my sex life when I wake up every day wondering if the North Shore still belongs to me.
Emma Scott is trying to ruin my fucking life and I’m not going to stand back and wonder if my boyfriend is happy enough with my sexual prowess.
