Page 15 of Bitterly Cold


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“I’m safe at the compound.”

“Then why did I scare you?”

I stopped hard and turned to face him. “Look. Let’s get some things straight. We aren’t friends. We aren’t family. We don’t have to talk to each other. I’ll leave you alone and you leave me alone.”

He stared at me with that damn sexy penetrating gaze. “None of that works for me.”

“I don’t care. Just stay out of my way.” I went to leave, and he grabbed my bicep and reeled me against his body. A flash of excitement kick-started my engine.

“You don’t get to call the shots, Em.” His arm snaked around my back and held me against him. Flutters ignited in my stomach. “Now let me tell you how it’s gonna be.”

“Screw you, Dante!”

“We’ll get to that.” He winked, all cocky and in control. “But first, we are friends. We will talk to each other. We will kiss, screw, and be together in every way imaginable. You get me, gorgeous?”

“You’re insane if you think I’ll do any of that with you.”

“And you’re crazier than me if you think we won’t.” He pulled me tighter and his lips descended on mine. It happened so fast; I didn’t have time to push him away.

His free hand palmed the back of my head and turned it the way he wanted to make devouring me easier. His soft, yet firm, lips pried my mouth open. In a forceful thrust, his tongue found mine.

I groaned, tasting sour apple, then instantly remembered the hatred I felt for him.

“Stop!” I shoved him off me. “Don’t you ever do that again.” My heart raced, and I was panting like we’d just fucked each other’s brains out.

“You can try to push me away, but it will be pointless. I’m back. And I want you.”

I cackled dramatically. “Because Birdie wants Ray and not you. I’m nobody’s second choice, asshole!” I ran home, thanking the Lord for the prospects salting the sidewalk so I didn’t slip and fall.

Rushing inside my safe and warm home, I closed the door and locked it. I made my way to my bedroom, threw my bags onto the floor and took my rabbit vibrator out of my nightstand. For the first time that I could ever remember, I was aroused and wet.

Damn you, Dante!

Of course, the one guy I wanted nothing to do with was the one who turned me on. The universe was an evil bitch.

I stripped out of my bottoms, got under the blankets, and turned on my toy. I couldn’t help but wonder if inserting it would affect the insemination. It had been several hours since I was injected with another man’s semen.

What the hell. If it was meant to be, it was meant to be.

Slowly, I pushed my small vibrator in and fucked myself with it gently. My hips moved in unison and my eyes rolled back into my head. Dante’s face appeared, a smug smirk playing on his delectable lips.

“I hate you. Hate you. I. Hate. You,” I whispered as my first orgasm built. Shoving my other hand under my shirt and bra, I rolled my nipple between my thumb and finger. “Oh, yes!” I fucked my little purple toy until I covered it in cream and wilted on the bed, softly panting.

Wow!

Wow!

WOW!

If I could orgasm with only my rabbit vibrator and Dante’s face in my head, what would happen if it was his cock inside me and his lips on mine?

It would be epic, I imagined.

Sadly, the boy would never get so close to me.

At least not until I knew if I was pregnant or not. And if I was, what would he think of me? He might never speak to me again. Damn, what horrible timing for him to return.

Wait. Why had he returned early? He totally screwed up my plans. If he’d returned in five weeks like I’d thought, I would’ve known if the first attempt to get pregnant had worked. If it had, everyone would’ve known, and I wouldn’t have had to hide it.

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