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“It’s not like you’d have to do it personally. You have a whole team of men at your disposal.” Christ! Was I really trying to persuade him to kill an old woman?

“If the order came from me, it would still be me.”

I nodded, not sure I really understood where he was coming from, but deeming it wiser to pretend I did. At least that crackling edge of anger had dissipated. He was back to being the man I’d spent the majority of the evening with, my chest loosening until breathing felt easier. And once I got a chance to dissect the evening’s events, I might even find I had some sort of weapon to use against him.

I pushed my chair back and stood. “Well, thank you for dinner. It was…” All kinds of fucked up in numerous ways. “…nice.” I turned and managed three steps in the direction of the door before his voice rang out. “I told you the evening wasn’t over yet.”

I stopped, leaving my back to him in my reluctance to turn around. He closed the space between us in a matter of strides, grabbing my arm and spinning me around to face him. When I tried to back off, he dragged me closer, my chest pressed to his, the heat of his body a hot brand through both of our shirts. “It…” Not sure what I’d even been going to say, the words died in my throat.

Shai’s smile was immediate. “I don’t know about your dates, but I never

let mine simply walk away, not without showing them how much I enjoyed their company.”

I barely had time to ponder what he meant before his lips were on mine.

Elijah

THE KISS WASN’ T REALLY a kiss. It was more a demonstration of power and domination, Shai’s lips brutal as he ground them against mine, his arm a steel band holding me in place and leaving me with nothing else to do but accept it. There were no tongues involved, no finesse. It seemed to go on forever, my palms plastered against Shai’s chest in a feeble attempt to push him off and get him to stop.

When he finally released me, I could taste copper, my fingers coming away from my mouth tinged with blood where he’d wrought damage with his teeth. I stared at the red on my fingers, my mind performing the usual mental gymnastics that any time spent with Shai seemed to require. Was that it? Was that what he’d wanted? Would I be allowed to leave now? Was his twisted version of a date now complete?

He spun away from me, his long strides eating up the space between himself and the door. He was leaving. Thank fuck! I could go to my room and regroup. One thing was for sure, I wouldn’t be repeating today’s mistake of seeking him out, no matter how lonely I got. I’d rather go crazy in my room than place myself in a predicament like this one again.

Shai came to a halt in front of the door. Instead of pulling it open, he twisted the lock before turning back to face me. “There. Now we won’t be disturbed.”

It was an automatic reaction to take a few steps back, Shai retracing his

steps to come after me. He was slow and deliberate—a panther stalking its prey. I made it all the way over to the other side of the room before the wall at my back brought my retreat to a premature conclusion. And then Shai was there, turning me so that my front was pressed against the wall, the cool surface feeling good against my splayed fingers. He plastered himself against my back, his body a hot, hard brand, his cock already swelling as he fitted it against the curve of my ass. “I’ve wanted to do this all evening.”

“I’m surprised you waited.” The fact that my words sounded calm was a

miracle considering the surging pool of lava that had replaced my insides.

He lowered his head, his answering chuckle vibrating against the skin of

my neck. “I can be patient, but I do have my limits, Elijah.”

He pressed harder and I was forced to turn my head to the side to be

able to breathe, my cheek kissing the wall. Shai stroked a thumb over my lip to collect some of the blood. He brought it to his lips to taste it like some sort of vampire. His hands began to explore, sliding under the suit jacket to stroke across my shirt-covered chest. I held myself rigid, searching for that same disgust I hadn’t been able to muster earlier, but it was still missing in action.

Where a deep-seated resentment fueled by the way he’d dared to touch

me the previous night should have lived, there was… I closed my eyes, unwilling to admit it even to myself. But there was no denying it, not really, not when heat tingled through my body and my still sore cock was already attempting to swell in my trousers. I was aroused. Elijah Page, who in his previous life had never even considered sex with a man, was aroused by one, and it had taken Shai less than a week to drive me to that point. I didn’t know who I was anymore.

Teeth grazed my neck, followed by a murmur of approval as one of

Shai’s hands strayed to my crotch to discover the secret that I’d been hoping to keep from him. His open-mouthed kiss against my jaw reeked of victory as he undid my zipper and slid his hand inside, not rubbing, just palming my cock so his hand was a comfortable, warm weight against my swelling flesh.

His cock was equally hard, the layers of fabric between us doing

nothing to disguise it. I fought the temptation to rub back against him, to invite him to… to what? Fuck me? I didn’t want that, did I? I fucked. I didn’t get fucked. Only, that concept felt like a different world, a different person.

Shai tugged me away from the wall and I went willingly, my limbs feeling boneless as he worked his way down my shirt, undoing the buttons one by one until he could part both sides to expose bare skin. The hand on my cock, the one that wasn’t doing anything but resting there, was beginning to be a frustration, my hips moving in lazy circles in a bid to create their own friction.

Even though my actions were clearly arousing him, I couldn’t stop myself, my own needs eclipsing common sense. I’d fallen straight into his trap. I could cope with this, though. This seduction. Was it so bad to give in to it, to be coerced into letting him take what he was going to anyway? At least this way it would be gentle.

Lips trailed along the length of my neck, coming to a rest by my ear. “Want to know what I’m going to do to you, Elijah?” Shai didn’t wait for a response. “I’m going to strip you naked. I’m going to shove your legs up around your ears and then I’m going to fuck you like the bitch you are, my thick cock pounding your virgin pussy until I fill you up. And then I’m going to do it all over again. All night if I want to, until your pussy is as sore as your cock and you’re overflowing with my cum.”