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“Is there another woman in your life, De la Rosa?” My words are a whisper between us. “Am I taking her room?” I shouldn’t care, but I find deep down that I do. I will not have this man touch me like I could be more than just a captive fling to him if he is spoken for.
“Don’t call me that,” he mouths against the soft flesh of my neck. He didn’t waste any time moving lower while I worry about his commitment issues.
“Should I call you the Beast, then? That's all I heard tonight at the fight.”
He buries his hand in my hair and takes my lips in a hard, crushing kiss. I let out a delicious sigh, and he takes full advantage. His tongue sweeps in. He steals my breath like a man used to taking everything he wants. He tastes like a hot, badass alpha. Arrogant bastard. The scent of his earth sandalwood cologne wraps around my senses and I’m lured down a dark path of letting my inner Catwoman out to play rather than pay attention to real-life issues.
I press on his shoulders, and he breaks the kiss. “Answer me, Beast.”
Those dark brows of his tighten further and the scowl gripping his expression deepens.
“I don’t like that name on your lips either.”
“You kissed me like one back at the fight. Uninvited and?—”
“—unwelcomed is what you were about to say. Hardly, little rose. Your tongue slipped into my mouth when I kissed you and I heard the tiniest of moans.” A wicked grin works over his kissable lips, and his expression morphs with a matching amount of arrogance. “You think I didn’t hear you enjoy the way I took your mouth?”
Something primal flickers in the deep set of his blue eyes.
We are entering dangerous territory. One false move here and he’ll have the upper hand over me forever because I know one touch from him and I’ll easily fall to my knees and obey his every command. “You haven’t answered my question, Beast.”
He grabs my chin. “Call me that one more time.”
All that respect I just mentioned? Yeah, to hell with that. “Beast,” I taunt, annunciating each syllable and then snapping my teeth in his face.
His eyes flare with a wildness that matches his namesake.
I’m flung onto the bed. My dress rides up when he grabs my ankles and drags me to the end. I yelp and thrash against his tight hold on me. He doesn’t let go.
“I warned you.” When my ass hits the edge of the bed, he flips me over. Cool air brushes against all the exposed skin. I angle my head around just as he flings the hem of my dress up, exposing the white silk of my panties.
“God, woman. You are the perfect picture of innocence.”
I like a bikini cut and he seems to appreciate my preference in my panty design. It gives a hint of flesh but doesn’t fall into the seam of my ass when I walk.
His hands slip under the edge and his nostrils flare. His eyes take it all in like he’s a starved man and I’m sating his deepest desires. The warm, rough palm of his hand caresses over the plumpness of my ass. The kingpin’s expression darkens. The glitter in his eyes deepens. His brows draw tight.
“Valerian?” I use his first name for the first time and the grip on my ass tightens to the point of marking my flesh.
I press into his touch.
“Valerian,” I urge again, this time with a throat moan.
His eyes flick to mine a moment before returning to drink in my bare flesh. But it seems like he knows what I am asking.
“No. There is no other woman. There’s just me, my enforcers, and Mabel. Now I have a question of my own.”
I swallow thickly.
“Have you taken a man before, little rose?”
His finger slips deeper under the edge of my panties and my body takes it as a personal invitation to spill heat into the strip of cloth between my thighs. I press my hands to push myself off the bed, but his other hand settles firmly in the middle of my back.
“Answer me,” he gruffly orders.
“I…” I close my mouth and swallow the lump of fear in the back of my throat. How do I say no without sounding like a loser? I could lie. He wouldn’t be so interested if he thought I had a lover.
“No.” Now isn’t the time to start lying.
