Her face is sheer perfection, her body heavenly, but it’s more than that. There’s something inside of her that calls to me. That has called to me since I first laid eyes on her.
Her quiet inner strength speaks to my own, and it’s for that very reason, IknowI can’t allow myself to be drawn closer to her.
Elodie Rivers is a means to an end. The key to getting my sister back.
That’s all she caneverbe. I knew that going into this.
And then, as though my thoughts somehow manifested her into reality, Elodie appears in the darkened doorway.
Her eyes light up when she spots the piano, and as she moves toward it, I take a moment to observe her. To drink her in like an alcoholic, desperate for my next shot.
She’s wearing shorts that outline the delectable curve of her ass, and her perky tits sway in a way that tells me she’s bra-less. My dick surges to life, flexing painfully against the seam of my suit pants.
I knock back the remaining whisky to distract myself, gritting my teeth against the delicious burn.
As I continue to watch, her face lights up when she reverently brushes her fingers over the keys, and the words escape before I can stop myself.
“Do you play?”
Then I stand and step out of the shadows, unable to keep my mouth from twitching with a smirk. I plant my empty glass on a nearby shelf as she retorts, having been caught off guard by my presence. My eyes rake across her face, wholly consumed by her, before my gaze drifts downward to flick over her entire form.
The realization that she’s been walking around in practically nothing for anyone to see stokes the fire the whisky lit within me moments before.
“Do you often wander through strange houses in the dark dressed like…this?”
Her nipples noticeably harden beneath the fabric when she rests her palms on her hips and squares her shoulders. When my eyes move back to her face, she lifts a delicate eyebrow.
“I couldn’t sleep.” She gives me a nonchalant shake of her head, her stubborn gaze unwavering. “Thought a good, hard fuck with one of your men might send me right off.”
Desire snakes through my lower stomach, settling firmly in my growing cock even as I pierce her with an angry glare. Themerethoughtof her fucking anyone else is enough to turn me into a damn caveman, forgetting all else and taking what I want.
My base instinct screams to slam the lid of the piano, bend her over the edge, and fuck her into kingdom come. But I force myself to stand in place, clenching and unclenching my fists as the need to make her mine almost unravels me.
Elodie watches for a reaction, satisfaction filling her eyes for a second before she widens them dramatically. “Know anyone up for the task?”
Her barb hits the mark, like a red flag to a raging bull, and I can feel my face contort as my feet eat the space between us. Elodie gasps loudly as she tries to step backward, but her ass hits the piano keys behind her.
Thetwangis drowned out by the deep growl rumbling in my chest, and the sound of blood coursing through my veins as rage fills me.
Fear lights Elodie’s deep blue eyes for a beat, but it’s almost instantly replaced by insolence, and I inhale through my nostrils as I strive to keep a lid on my fraying temper.
This woman makes me motherfuckingcrazy.
“You will remainuntouchedwhile under my care, Miss Rivers.”
My gaze holds hers as she juts her chin upward defiantly.
“What difference does it matter to you who I fuck?” Something like pain flickers across her face so quickly I might have imagined it. “Sex doesn’t mean a damn thing anyway.”
Her words dial down my ire slightly, though another question is added to the growing list.
Rather than address it, I step backward, holding her stare. “It matters because you’re here to serve a purpose. Railing mySoldatiis not it.”
“I’m free torailwhoever I fucking want, and you?—”
“That’senough.” I grit the words as I clench and unclench my fists while I glare into her narrowed eyes. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly, making her puckered nipples taunt me from beneath the thin fabric.
The impulse to rip the excuse for night clothes from her sweet body makes my fingers tingle, and I ram my hands into my pants pockets to contain the desire.
