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An enchantress kneeling in front of me like an offering.

“Are you going to lie to me and tell me you don’t want it? Deny that you don’t want to experience me, too?” Her voice was husky.

The huge bulge in my jeans already confirmed that I did.

My entire being shook.

A quaking I was sure could be felt fifteen miles away.

“Tell me you don’t, and I’ll never offer it again.” She swept her tongue over her plush, pink lips. “But if you lie to me, Trevan Niles, I’ll never forgive you.”

I couldn’t even waver with the response, and the confession left me like crumbling stones. “Have never wanted anything more than that sexy mouth wrapped around my cock.”

She yanked down the zipper of my jeans. “That’s what I thought.”

FORTY-FOUR

ELENA

My knees ground into the hard floor as I stared up at Trevan towering over me.

I was honestly having a hard time processing this. Still riding the high of when he sent me soaring.

Trevan’s mouth on me. His words. His hands.

And now he was a trembling giant who cast a dark shadow that still somehow made me feel like I was kneeling in a spotlight.

Terrifying and beautiful, but the only thing I was really terrified of was not having this chance.

Of us not exploring what I knew down to my soul was right.

He might be looking at me like I was a sin, but he was wrong.

Those espresso eyes toiled. Torrid heat flaming in their depths as I dragged his jeans down to his thighs.

His penis pressed hard at his underwear, barely contained, the outline as massive and severe as the rest of him.

“You sure this is what you want? You want me to fuck that pouty mouth the way I’ve been dying to do?” he ground out.

It was a clear-cut warning.

My stomach tumbled. I figured Trevan normally had to be a dominant lover, but he was always so gentle with me that the harsh cut of his words surprised me.

But I knew the caution he was posing.

I was crossing a line that couldn’t be uncrossed, and the only thing I wanted to do was sprint right through it.

It sent another rush of desire flooding my body. The flickers of ecstasy that remained sparking along my insides.

I tipped my face up to him. “I want you to have me the way you want me.”

A possessive growl rolled deep in his chest, and he reached out a big hand and ran his thumb along the outline of my lower lip.

“A fucking treasure you want me to spoil.”

“This definitely feels like you’re spoiling me.” I went for teasing seduction.

He seemed to like it since his cock twitched and fought against the thin fabric of his underwear.