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“I wouldn’t expect you to.”
“Then what do you expect?” When I tipped my head toward him, he studied me with all the ferocity I’d witnessed more than once the night before. But I noticed a subtle difference. He was regarding me with utter possessiveness, a decision he’d made without the courtesy of asking me what I wanted.
Somehow, I knew it wouldn’t make a difference if I objected.
I could feel his utter dominance in the air, could tell by the starkness of his eyes. I shivered, fighting to keep from acknowledging the strain of fear he seemed to want me to maintain.
Before I had a chance to object, he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, yanking me against him. The unevenness of the terrain pitched me toward him, the glass almost slipping from my fingers.
“Everything. I take what I want,” he answered, immediately crushing his mouth over mine. As soon as my lips opened involuntarily to object, he thrust his warm tongue inside. So much of me wanted to try to push him away but as the kiss became more passionate, I realized I’d curled my fingers around his jacket, pulling him even closer.
Even with the hindrance of his clothing, I could still feel the powerful ripple of muscle straining at the tight confines. I was completely immersed in the moment, savoring the flavor of his rich masculinity. His kiss was like a powerful tool, igniting my senses, enflaming a fire I hadn’t known existed until the night before.
He stood for everything I’d fought against in my career.
Violence.
Bloodshed.
Criminal activity.
With a single phone call or discussion with one of his soldiers, he could wipe away my existence. I even found that attractive, the risk well worth the reward. I couldn’t make any sense of the way I felt or of my body’s betrayal, every thought that drifted to the experience we’d shared contaminating my rationality. The swipe of his tongue across mine brought me back to the moment. There was no doubt the man was in control, his urgency evident by the hard ridge of his cock pressing against me. Even if I wanted to fight him, I knew it would be futile, the yearning I felt tearing aside the concern, ripping away the fear.
He pulled me onto my tiptoes, his breathing as ragged as mine had become. As the shadows of twilight fell all around us, I was pulled into a vacuum, allowing my inhibitions to fall away just as they’d done after the reception. My hunger for him became unbridled. I rolled my hand over his shoulder, realizing the rest of my drink was trickling onto the sand. As he undulated his hips back and forth, I finally allowed the glass to slip from my hand.
Everything about him was muscular.
Controlling.
Lethal.
I’d heard about the vicious murders, crimes of extortion, and the revelation of several politicians on their payroll over the years. I wasn’t immune to my ex’s intentions on bringing down the family, although the one rule we’d shared with us after the last case we’d worked together was never to bring our work home.
Over the last four months, Gregory had been more closed-mouthed than normal, refusing to answer the most basic questions. Had the man been hiding something from me? While I hated what I was thinking, I couldn’t push aside the nagging thought my ex had changed sides, lured by the promise of power and money.
Then why was this man toying with me, acting as if I was the air he needed to breathe? Everything was jumbled in my mind because of Alexei’s passionate embrace, the heat resonating from his eyes every time he looked at me. And yet, even with the confusion and trepidation, I couldn’t ignore the fire we shared between us. He was the epitome of a nightmare.
But for me, he was a startling revelation.
When he broke the kiss, he released his hold on my neck, shifting his fingers until he was able to cup my face. The way he rubbed his thumb back and forth across my lips was a not-so-subtle reminder of what he’d said seconds before. He was daring me to object, to fight him.
Perhaps I’d give him what he wanted.
I pushed my hand against him again, surprised when he let me go.
“Do not run from me,l’vitsa, or I’ll be forced to punish you.” His words were a stark reminder of his rugged methods of control.
I shook my head, taking a few steps away. I wasn’t entirely certain what I was doing, but the girl I’d been before I’d met him was screaming to get away. The vixen he’d awakened wanted nothing more than to tease him, learning how far I could push my boundaries.
He cocked his head, his eyes narrowing as he studied me, waiting to see what I’d do.
As I backed further away, further onto the beach, he remained where he was, shoving his hand into his pocket. He never blinked, bringing a drink to his lips more than once. Then he tossed it aside, the wind carrying the sound of shattering glass in my direction. There was something so carnal about the way he was staring at me, the man’s hunger knowing no bounds. I stepped further and further away until I was no longer able to see his form in the darkness.
Then I turned and ran toward my room, the anticipation of what he would do creating a wave of butterflies in my system. I was playing a dangerous game with the devil, teasing him relentlessly. Somehow, I had a feeling there would be hell to pay.
Was I really trying to get away or praying he would follow me? The answer wasn’t easy to accept.
The thought spurred me on as I weaved my way around the various passages, every so often glancing over my shoulder. I caught sight of him more than once, every time the man standing silently under one of the lights, watching me, half his face hidden by the shadows of the building. He knew exactly where he was going, biding his time as I wound my way around several buildings that weren’t necessary.
