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But a sincerity I craved.
If I was enough for her, maybe I was enough. On my own. Without the family, without the name, without everything I always thought defined me.
My slow grin mirrored hers. I grabbed her hand and held it against my cheek—time to get back control. Time to make clear that just because I broke down, didn’t mean I was weak. “Does this mean I’m your king, as well? And I can order you to forgive me?”
She narrowed her brows, contemplating her answer. “No. You behaved like a rude, selfish ass. It only means I can relate, not that I forgive you.”
In a smooth motion, I pulled her back onto me, locked her into a bruising embrace, her face only inches from mine. “Maybe I can’t make you forgive me, but I can make you feel so good, you will forget it ever happened.”
Her eyes widened, and her sharp inhale was music to my ears and contradicted what came out of her mouth as soon as she hid her reaction. “I don’t think so.”
My dominant instincts roared back to life. “Or maybe we can rewrite the story. Maybe me behaving like a selfish ass is what turns you on.”
She glared at me, then rolled her eyes. “Yeah, no…” Her scowl was playful, but there was still an edge of hurt in her eyes.
Hurt that I’d inflicted.
Hurt that I wanted to erase from her eyes and make her forget.
I turned us around, buried her under me, and pressed my half-hard cock between her thighs, the stupid bedsheet still an unwanted barrier between us.
Another jerk—another gasp. “Alex?”
I raised a single eyebrow. “Wanna bet it turns you on?”
Fiona’s eyes darkened, her gaze dropped to my mouth, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth before she sighed. “You and your stupid bets.”
I grabbed her wrists, raised her arms, and pinned them above her head as I captured her mouth in a searing kiss.
She gasped, softened, and her lips parted. Our tongues tangled, and heat raced through my body.
This is what we needed—time out—me taking care of her. And her letting go.
I ground against her, swallowing her moan. Breaking the kiss, I rasped, “Let me show you just how sorry I am and how much you’ll enjoy this bet.”
Her eyes narrowed, and I tightened my grip around her wrists before I sat up, took both wrists in one hand, and slowly moved my other hand along her body, downwards between her breasts, over her belly, to the edge of her panties.
I slipped my hand inside and found her perfectly wet for me. I lifted my eyes to hers.
Her pupils were blown wide with desire. “Alex—” The way she looked at me, open, trusting but also defiant, caused a surge of my more dominant urges.
Enough with the talking.
Enough with hurt, or forgiveness, or anything standing between us. Enough with the hesitation.
I slid two fingers through her slick folds, circling her clit while watching her.
Fee bit her lip, then jerked her hips. “Alex?—”
“So wet. You need this as bad as I do, don’t you?”
She narrowed her brows, not giving me an inch.
I withdrew my fingers and sucked them clean, tasting her sweetness. “Delicious. I could devour you all night.”
She whimpered, and squirmed on the floor.
I smirked, leaned over her, and fisted my fingers into her hair. “Beg.”
