Whatever tension I had evaporated and I began to lean into his hold.
“No fair,” I mumbled.
“Are you really in a position to say that, kitten?” Malakai’s voice was like a caress, making my skin prickle, his warm breath hitting my neck as he spoke. “You’re the one completely naked.”
Slowly, I turned, my gaze colliding with his glowing scarlet eyes, and I released a shaky breath.
It was hard to remember why I was mad at him. For not letting me in on his plans? Sure, but clearly my stupid heart hadn’t gotten the same memo. Or perhaps it was I, who was being stubborn and childish, wanting to make him suffer a fraction of what I had.
But… he was stillhere.
No matter what I said or did, he remained at my side, waiting, just as he had promised.
Feelings were stupid.
Iwas stupid.
“Malakai…” I whispered, searching for the right words. His eyes sparked, as if he had been waiting to hear his name all along, but he leaned back. His hands kept washing my hair, patiently waiting, his fingers combing through the tangled strands, sending shivers down my spine.
“Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll leave,” he purred, but the challenge in his tone was clear. “Tell me tostop.”
I couldn’t, and he knew it.
I hated the way he knew my feelings better than I did.
I hated that he used it to push me forward.
I hated the fact that no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to dislike him.
“Bite me,” I dared firmly, challenging him head on.
A low chuckle rumbled through him as he released his grip on my hair.
I listened as he began removing his harness, shirt, and then pants. I kept my eyes forward, moving away from the back of the tub to make room for him behind me.
His movements were slow, dragging each second out, as he stepped into the tub. Once he lowered himself, the water began to flow over the edge, splashing against the ground, but he didn’t seem to care. His arms slithered around my waist, tugging me until my back was flush against his chest. I felt him all around me, embracing my whole body with his own.
His hands reached for my arms, guiding them up, placing them around his neck.
“What are you doing?” I asked, without resisting.
“Returning the favor,” he said, a smirk hiding within his voice. I furrowed my brows confused, until I felt my wrists locked in place behind him, as he used his magic to bind me.
“Poor kitten,” he mused right next to my ear, his hand making slow strokes at my lower ribs. “You should’ve finished me when you had the chance, now you can’t save yourself from me. I’m the sin you’ll never stop craving.”
I pressed my lips together, defeated, as his lips brushed along my neck, down to my collarbone. He drew a sharp breath, taking in my scent, as his hand began traveling up my body. His teeth sank into me at the same time as he clutched my breast, pulling a shivering gasp from me.
He bit down harder and my fingers curled into the back of his hair as I whimpered. It was difficult to separate the pain of his bite from the pleasure of his hand massaging my breast. My body began burning hot as a groan rumbled throughout his body, vibrating into me.
Then, his teeth retreated, his breath ragged against my shoulder. I tried to pull my arms down, but they were still tied behind his head. He noticed my struggle and chuckled.
“Stay focused, kitten,” he mumbled. His hand that had held me firmly pressed against him, began descending, while he kissed a trail along my neck.
My heart kept pounding with both frustration and longing.
“Why are you still holding back?” he murmured, not accusing, but coaxing, his voice velvet smooth. “Your body speaks louder than you think.”
I turned my head, my cheek brushing away from his lips, trying to hide the storm brewing in my eyes.
