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But then I felt the door ripped from my hold just as I managed to open it, making me jump when it was slammed back shut.
“You’re not going anywhere!” he demanded at my back, both of his hands moving to the frame, caging me from behind.
“Let me go,” I demanded in a strangely calm voice, one he snarled back at a single word,
“No.”
“I said, Let. Me. Go!” I forced out through gritted teeth, this time fucking all the calm I had in me. To which I felt him leaning closer into me and snarl in my ear,
“And I said no.”
I swallowed hard, seeing the way his grip on the door caused the wood to crack, making me test just how far he would go in his anger.
“You won’t hurt me,” I stated as if this was a fact I knew deep down to my very breakable bones.
“Never,” he growled, making me shiver at the power of the word.
“But that doesn’t mean I will let you go either,” he warned, making me sigh in defeat.
“Ryker, please,” I pleaded, making him finally relax his splintering hold on the door frame. Then I felt him dip his head so he was now resting it against my shoulder.
“Gods, what it is you do to me, Little Dove?” he admitted, making me suck back a breath when I felt one of his hands snake across my belly and hold me to the wall of muscle at my back.
“But not enough to date me, huh?” I snapped, reminding him of his hurtful words, making him scoff.
“So that is what caused you to take flight?” he hummed, making me tense against him.
“I am not just something to warm your bed and fuck whenever you need an itch to scratch!” I bit back, making him tense against me before growling against my neck.
“Be careful, Little Bird, you tread on thin ice with that one,” he warned in a dangerous tone. One I knew to take seriously. Then he yanked me back hard against him enough to feel the very large and obvious bulge there, before he asked me in a dark tone,
“Does this feel like just some scratch I need itching to you?” Something he followed by dipping his hand inside my robe so his fingertips met my quivering flesh. I swear, my belly trembled at the first touch. I didn’t know whether to try and bat his hand away or to try and guide it lower from my stomach.
“Oh, Little Bird, if only you knew of all the plans I am making for you.” I stiffened at that, but then he told me in my ear,
“Not a fucking one of them starts with dating, but every single one ends with you remaining in my bed for the rest of my days.”
A startled breath left me, making me stammer,
“I-I don’t understand.”
“I know, sweetheart, but you soon will, this I promise you.” And with that I ended up calling out in fright as my legs were suddenly swept out from under me. Then I was up in his arms, and I foolishly asked,
“Where are you taking me?” My panicked tone was one he seemed to revel in as he replied with a confident,
“To end the night with a promise made.”
And from the looks of things, it was a promise made in only one place…
His bed.
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PUTTING THE V IN VERY NERVOUS
“Tell me, sweet girl, why do you shake so?” he asked as he lay me down, and this time following me there, now with his large, intimidating presence looming over me.
“Am… I?” I asked, hearing for myself the shake in my voice.
