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His eyes flare and his chest heaves as he focuses on my face, refusing to look any lower, but despite his steadfastness, he doesn’t stop what’s happening. I settle onto his lap, my pussy pressing up against the hard ridge of his cock. Fuck, he’s big.

“This isn’t going to happen.”

“You’re hard for me,” I whisper, grinding against him. He stays silent, still, and his hands remain stubbornly by his side. “Why won’t you touch me? I know you want to. I feel how much you do.”

“Princess…Kate, you need to stop this,” he says through gritted teeth.

“I want you to fuck me, Beast,” I whisper, running my palms over his shoulders, revelling in the way he feels beneath my hands and between my legs as I rock against him. He’s so masculine, so strong, sohim. My piercing rubs against his shaft and I see the way his eyes flare with hunger. His mouth drops open, words forming behind the lust and I know if I let him speak this will be over. “My dad called me a whore, but the truth isyouwere right. I am a virgin, but I’d be a whore for you if you’d let me.”

“FUCK!” he roars, his hands on my waist as he lifts me roughly off his lap and stands, pushing me away. I look up at him, my own chest heaving as he glares at me, fuming. “I told you, no!”

“But—”

“The word no means the same damn thing for a man as it does a woman. I said no!”

Shame creeps up my spine, and I grab the discarded t-shirt, covering my chest.

“Fuck you,” I hiss, the rejection hitting me hard as I quickly pull on the t-shirt. “You’re a coward.”

“I ain’t no coward. If I wanted you, I would’ve taken you by now. I would’ve ripped that dress from your tight little body and fucked you against the wall the second you stepped into this flat. Your pretty little pussy would’ve bled for me, and I would’ve lapped up your blood and your cum, then fucked you over and over again until I buried my cock so deep inside of you, you’d be choking on it!” he roars.

“And an egomaniac!” I shout back, grabbing the bottle of bourbon and swigging back a generous amount to calm my racing heart and throbbing pussy. He snatches the bottle from me and slams it back onto the coffee table so hard that I’m surprised the bottle doesn’t shatter.

“There’s one thing you need to understand about me,Princess,” he snarls, breathing heavily. “I’m a man of my word. I promised Carter that I would watch over you as if you were my own flesh and blood, that I would protect you like you were my little sister. You’re off the motherfucking menu, not just because I gave your father my word, but because I don’t screw my family. Got it?”

“Loud and clear,” I grind out, wishing the fucking ground would swallow me up whole, but refusing to let him know how much he’s got to me.

“Good! You can sleep on the motherfucking sofa, I’m going to bed.”

With that he grabs the bottle of bourbon and storms into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him leaving me feeling humiliated and more alone than ever.

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