“N-no. I’m just… Never mind.” The tinge of fear in her tone confused me even more.
I almost fell for the act, almost asked her to finish the original sentence, but her spine straightened as if she’d made some sort of decision.
She lifted her nimble fingers to the straps of her dress to drag them over her shoulders to her lightly toned arms and then downward to expose her beautiful breasts. I’d seen them once upon a time, in the waves of our home. But I’d never been given the opportunity to touch them.
That would change tonight.
I would possess every inch of her. Every moan. Every breath. She wouldn’t inhale without smelling the sea and my underlying power. And once she was addicted, I’d shatter her. Leave her to the depths of the ocean in despair, where she belonged.
No one defied me and got away with it.
Not even someone as gorgeous and alluring as my Kailiani.
But she deserved a special brand of discipline. One that would leave her alive and miserable and forever thinking of me.
The gown pooled at her feet, leaving her clad in a simple black thong.
Exquisite.
Her eyes remained downcast, the dark waves of her hair cascading over her shoulders like a black waterfall. So stunning. I couldn’t wait to wrap those strands around my fist as I drove into her mouth.
Hmm, but first, I wanted to taste the forbidden fruit of my existence. The one who had escaped my grasp without a backward glance. The female who had nearly destroyed my soul by shattering our tentative bonds.
I grabbed the back of her nape—not so tenderly—and yanked her to me. Her lips parted on a gasp as I took her mouth in a vengeful kiss underlined in fury. A mortal would break beneath the pressure of my tongue, but Kailiani accepted it, her svelte siren form capable of withstanding wrath better than most.
Still, she trembled, flinching as I dominated her in a way only a god could.
If she’d hoped I would go easy on her, she’d thought wrong. I’d craved this moment for centuries, searching for her tirelessly. She was my single regret, the literal bane of my existence. My runaway betrothed, the one who’d disappeared on what should have been the most important day of our lives.
So, instead, I would have her on Earth. Tonight.
Not the ritual I had planned.
But it was the one she now deserved.
This would be degrading.
Painful.
And righteous.
She inhaled sharply as I finally released her, her eyes smoldering with arousal, not horror. Such a good little actress, pretending to like this. But I knew the truth, and she would soon admit it out loud.
I grabbed the elastic of her thong, snapping it with a flick of my wrist and sending the fabric to the floor with what appeared to be a key. Eyeing the item, I cocked a brow at her.
“For my apartment,” she explained, her voice a breathy come-hither sound that made my balls ache.
And here I’d thought only blood could entertain me.
No, I wanted her wet in an entirely different way, and her bare mound would provide me with an unhindered view. “Go lie on the bed, knees up, legs spread. I want to see your cunt, Kailiani. Show me how much you want me.”
Something we both knew she couldn’t actually do, even if she wanted to fake it.
The body gave a woman away, and the second she showed me that dry pussy of hers, I’d have her right where I wanted her.
Her little pink tongue peeked at me as she wet her lower lip, her heart rate singing an escalated tune to my sensitive ears.That’s right, darling siren. You’re trapped now.
She swallowed and moved deeper into the reasonably sized bedroom. More windows overlooking the heavily polluted human city blinked back at us, their lights blinding and obnoxious compared to my sea realm. But they didn’t seem to bother Kailiani. Her arms shook as she climbed up onto the four-poster bed, her trembles causing my lips to curl in triumph.
