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The drive back to the house was the same as the way there. Quiet. When we pull up, I waste no time hurrying inside and to my room. I slam my door behind me, then pace the floor.
Who does he think he is? He wanted me here to protect him but gets mad when I do just that. I thought I was in the right doing what I did. How dare him make me believe the same thing, smiling at me, telling me good job, just to bitch at me about it later.
My door swings open and Teddy walks in. He’s still in his slacks, but his suit jacket is gone, and his shirt is unbuttoned, showing off the curves of the muscles on his stomach.
“Get out, Teddy! I’m not in the mood to deal with this bullshit right now,” I yell.
He steps further into the room and closes the door behind him. “Not in the mood?” he questions. “I’m not in the mood either, but we need to discuss what happened.” The veins in his neck throb as he speaks. I can tell he is pissed, but he’s doing his best to hold it together.
“What is there to discuss? You wanted me here to protect you, or so you say, then you want to get all hot and bothered when I do it. How was I supposed to know him reaching for a gun was normal, that it was one of your ‘rules’?” I make air quotations with my fingers. “I told you that I needed to know what is going on and how shit is done. You’re the one who chose not to tell me,” I spit.
He throws his head back and lets out a wicked laugh. “You’re really testing my patience, Charlotte.”
I sit on the edge of my bed and start undoing the straps on my shoes. He’s called me Monkshood or Charlie since the day I’ve been here, and now he wants to use my full name? I almost feel like a pissed-off child.
Letting my anger and frustration take over, I slip my right shoe off and throw it toward his head. He leans to the side, quickly dodging my heel. It slams into the wall with a loud bang, and instantaneously, I regret my decision.
He moves his eyes to mine slowly and treks toward me even slower. His hands curl into fists at his side as his husky chest heaves quickly.
He stops in front of me, and suddenly I feel small. Smaller than an insect under his massive body. “I have brought many grown men to their knees. I have stalked, fought, and killed even more. What makes you think I wouldn’t do the same to you?” he whispers, leaning down in front of me, keeping his head just an inch above mine.
“You will never, never, get me to my knees. You don’t own me, and you sure as hell don’t tell me what to do,” I reply.
“If you want what I can get—” He moves his hand to my shoulder, sweeping my hair behind me. “—you will do what I want. I didn’t come here to fight or argue, but you’re making it hard.”
I sit motionless and silent, letting my heartbeat throb in my ears. I shouldn’t like him this close. I shouldn’t want him to touch me more. I should scream and claw his face, but my body doesn’t move. It just sits there uselessly as my brain screams danger.
Teddy trails his hand to my collarbone and grins as my breath hitches. He continues slowly, finally landing on my throat. His fingers wrap around and dig into the sides of my neck gently. “I could kill you,” he hisses.
“You won’t,” I whisper.
Suddenly, all the fight in me melts away, and I know he sees it. Feeling his hands on me does nothing but add to the lust I’ve tried to suppress. I shouldn’t want him. He’s bad and I know it, but my body wins the battle with my mind. He keeps his eyes on me, letting his other hand drift to my knee. He rakes his fingers slowly up my thigh, pushing up the bottom of my dress as he goes. I try to close my legs and tell myself this isn’t right, but his hand tightens around my neck, and his knees move in between mine to stop me.
His face is less than an inch from mine, but he won’t close the gap. I try to look down, but his hand tightens again, warning me to stay where I am. His eyes bore into mine as his fingers move up further and further until they graze the front of my lace panties. My legs fall further open on instinct, and my heart beats faster. My face grows hot as every nerve ending in my body screams.
Teddy tilts his head to the side, studying my face closely as he pushes the fabric out of the way and slides a single finger into me. I bite my lip and dig my fingers into the soft comforter under me. He starts slowly, only building rhythm when my breath comes out in short, quick puffs. I grind myself into him as his thumb circles my clit and he adds another finger.
“I told you not to do that,” he whispers, removing his hand from my neck for only a second to tug my lip from my teeth.
So close. So close. So close,I chant in my head, ready to explode around him.
He steps back, giving me more room to move. My body slips from the edge of my bed and sags beneath him as he kneels in front of me, never slowing his assault. I grab at his shoulders and cry out, but my climax never comes. Just as quickly as it all started, it’s over. Teddy removes his fingers and stands over me. “What was that about me never getting you to your knees?” He smiles and adjusts the large bulge in the front of his pants before licking the same fingers that were in me. “Good night, Monkshood. Sleep well.”
As he starts to walk out of my room, I slip my other shoe off, ready to hurl it at his head the same way I did the other, but the door closes too fast, and my shoe hits it with less effort than the other.
“Fuck you, Teddy!” I scream before crawling into my bed and hiding under the covers.
