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She was any man’s for the taking.
“When I return to my country, what next? You go back to the bar? To other men? You will let them do to you what I have been doing? What are you trying to achieve? What happiness do you get out of this?”
She shook her head. “Don’t.” She bit down on her lip. “Just … leave some things be. What I do when you go back to your magical faraway kingdom won’t be your problem.”
She was right, and he hated that with every bone in his body.
“Help me understand,” he muttered. “You are perhaps the most beautiful woman I have ever known.”
“Gee, thanks,” she drawled at his qualifying ‘perhaps’. Cassie had no belief in her own beauty, but she didn’t like the way he spoke about it so objectively.
“You are perhaps the most beautiful woman I have ever known,” he repeated over her interruption. “You make me laugh easily. You seem to glow with confidence, and you are evidently well regarded in your profession. Yet you treat sex like sport. Do you seek validation from these encounters?”
She crossed her arms across her chest, refusing to let him see how his words were offending her.
“I think that’s my queue to leave,” she murmured, schooling her features into an expression of nonchalance.
Only the way Layth’s chest was moving rapidly up and down showed how frustrated he was. Silence pulsed heavily between them before he swore softly under his tongue.
“I will be engaged soon.”
Cassie wanted to say something pithy, but her mouth felt wrong-shaped.
“From the moment I am engaged, I will be honour-bound to my fiancé. I will not sleep with you again.”
Ice sledged through her veins. Her knees felt weak. But she didn’t drop her eyes from his.
“I am asking you to spend your nights with me, until that time. Every night.” He dipped his head forward and kissed her neck, then dragged his mouth to hers. “If you are to seek amusement in other men’s arms, after me, I want to ruin you for them first.”
His black eyes glinted in his face as he looked at her fiercely.
“I want to make sure your body craves only mine for the rest of your life.”
Cassie shivered, but Layth was focussed on his goal. He scooped down and cradled her against his arm. He carried her to the bed then released her none too gently into the centre of it. His hands made deft work of the jeans she’d just replaced. He slid them down her legs and tossed them into the corner. He was mad as hell, and he wanted her like a man possessed.
“What are you doing?” She moaned, as he slowly, tantalisingly, slipped her underwear from her body.
“You will not move on from me, Cassie. When another man touches you, you will be bored. You will be thinking of me, always.”
Cassie pushed up on her elbows, so that she could see his face. “That’s spectacularly unfair, given that you’ll be married to someone else.”
He didn’t say the words he was thinking. He would forever be thinking of Cassie’s body, and the way he seemed to crave it on some soul deep level. “Do I seem like a man who cares for fairness?”
“Yes,” she whispered, for her voice was strangled by surprise when his mouth connected with her most feminine core. His tongue was insistent as it lashed her with promises of the release that Cassandra was craving.
“I care for winning.”
“Yes,” she moaned, lifting her knees to the ceiling as pleasurable waves began to roll over her body.
“I will make love to you until you admit you want only me.”
“Not making love,” she husked desperately. “Sex. And just sex.” She dug her nails into his back. “But why?” She reached her arms over her head and gripped the pillow. “Why do you care when you are leaving anyway? Don’t you think this is a little unfair?”
He couldn’t have said with a gun to his head.
He lashed his tongue harder, and ran his fingers over her body, teasing her nipples before coming down to scoop her buttocks. “I am just selfish, I suppose,” he said finally. He lifted his head and then, using the hands that were pummelling her backside, he spun her on the bed. He entered her swiftly from behind, running his hands over her back as he felt how deeply he could move within her. She was so beautiful. So perfect.
How could he not be driven crazy by how easily she gave her body to men?
