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“Keep dreaming. Because that is the only place you will ever see me nude.”
“If I can’t see you naked. What are the chances of you biting me again?” he groans the words—like he would die if I didn’t do it again. Good! Because then I wouldn’t have to worry about tasting blood, and he would die. A win-win for me.
“Even less likely to happen.” I roll my eyes.
“Why did you bite me?” His voice is almost as gentle as his fingers when he tucks my loose hair behind my ear.
It throws me off. I don’t owe him any answers. I don’t owe him anything. And yet I still give him one.
“Self-defense.”
“So, if I make you feel threatened—”
“Don’t even try it!” I slap his chest, but he catches my hand and holds it against his massive pectoral.
“Don’t try what?” He presses against the wall, sliding his thigh between my legs. It forces me to stand on my tiptoes so I can’t get leverage to knee him in the nuts again. And he still has my hand trapped against his chest. I’m completely disarmed by a simple movement. Effectively putting me in the position that if I want to do any damage at all, I will have to use my teeth.
“I won’t bite you again!” I say, narrowing my eyes.
“Come on, just a little nibble.” His fucking dimples are back, and my free fist clenches, desperate to punch them.
“No!”
“Maybe…if I kiss you, then…”
“Don’t you dare!” I struggle against his hold, but he is too strong.
“Ugh, fine,” he complains with a small smile. “Maybe I should make you wait until you ask for it.”
“It’s not going to happen.” I try pulling my hand away from his chest, but he grasps it firmly and pulls it to his lips.
“Better yet, until you beg for it,” he whispers, brushing his lips gently against the back of my bloody hand.
I relax against him, and his hold on my hand lessens just like I knew he would. I know I won’t get a lot of power behind it, but anything at this point would be preferable. Pulling back slightly, I put as much power as I can manage behind my fist as I punch him in the mouth.
His lip catches on his fang, but to my dismay, he doesn’t move back. Instead, he pushes more firmly into me and growls into my ear.
“When will you learn that your fight only makes me burn hotter? I want you to hit me. Kick me if you must. Your blood all over my body lights a fire deep inside my core. My body demands you are nowhere close to being able to answer. If I were you, I would refrain from poking the beast unless you want to be devoured whole.”
Every instinct demands to test him. To prove to him I am not some weakling to walk away from a challenge. But I already know he will follow through. It isn’t entirely a terrible thing. It’s a weakness I can exploit. But I need a weapon first. So, for now, I will have to…play…nice. Gag.
It takes all my strength to say, “I won’t fight.”
“Damn,” he huffs. “Alright. Let’s get back inside then.” He finally backs away, but once again, I find myself thrown over his shoulder.
“I can walk!” I shout.
“I know. But if you walk, then I wouldn’t be so close to your beautiful ass,” he says once again. I grind my teeth against the sting of his large hand coming down hard on my ass, refusing to give him the satisfaction of getting a reaction out of me.
I can’t do anything other than hang useless as he walks through the gardens and down the long hallways of the castle. I can’t see anything past my hair and his filthy shirt. And every time I try to lift my head, he jostles me until I am hanging again.
“There he is!” Every muscle in the prince stiffens at the deep, gravelly voice.
“Father,” he answers emotionlessly. And now my muscles are just as taut as my captures. The King of the Keryth is here—the oldest and most powerful of them all. And here I am, defenseless and bleeding before him.
“What do you have there, son? And why are you bleeding?”
