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Knowing she was safe under the watchful eyes of her bodyguards, I tossed back the last of my whiskey and got up to go to the bathroom. I made sure to pass by my mother to whisper in her ear where I was going.
She nodded, but didn't lift her head from where it was buried in the pretty blonde's hair.
I chuckled and shook my head as I turned and started toward the bathroom only to be brought up short by a pair of piercing golden eyes staring down at me from the balcony of the second floor with an intensity that shook me to the core.
Had anyone ever looked at me like that?
This beautiful man wanted to lick me from head to toe.
Strangely, I was okay with that.
I just wasn't going to make it easy for him.
I smirked and continued my trek toward the bathroom. I had enough time to take care of business and start washing my hands by the time the door pushed open and that gorgeous hunk of man walked in.
He paused in the doorway and then stepped inside and let the door swing closed behind him. I watched him as he walked over to check all the toilet stalls, making sure we were the only two people in the room. I had to watch him. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
I didn't feel a threat from him, but there was definitely something dangerous about him. It put me on edge and made me wary, but I was still intrigued, especially when he stopped behind me and met my gaze in the bathroom mirror.
He didn't say anything, and that might have been more poignant than if he'd shouted at me. I shuddered when his hand slid down the middle of my back, the simple touch going straight to my cock.
This was a man used to getting what he wanted. It was in the predatory way he looked at me, almost as if he wanted to eat me.
I might let him.
I gasped when he pressed down on my back, pushing my chest onto the marble countertop. My mesh shirt was yanked up, bearing my skin to his heated gaze.
Just to test him, I reared back, trying to push myself off the countertop. He growled and shoved me back down, but his touch was gentle. Pinpricks of electricity raced over my skin as he slowly stroked his hand from the nape of my neck down to the top of my leather pants.
When his fingers slid under the edge of my pants and caressed the top of my butt crack, I almost whimpered with my need. It had been a very long time since I'd been manhandled, and I was loving every second of this.
I wished he would get on with it.
I reached underneath me and unbuttoned my pants before shoving them down to my thighs. I hid my grin when he inhaled sharply and buried my face in my arms.
"Oh,gattino, you should not have done that."
His deep whiskey rough voice washed over me like a waterfall of silk. I shivered, my need sucking every ounce of blood from my head and pooling it in my groin.
The fingers that trailed down between my ass cheeks were almost frantic. I quickly reached over to the basket in the corner and grabbed a packet of lube before holding it up for him. I didn't need a condom. We were both paranormals, although I was having a hard time pinpointing exactly what he was.
Didn't matter right now.
The packet was grabbed. The unmistakable sound of it tearing open quickly followed. Cool liquid hit my skin at the top of my butt crack before slowly dribbling down between my ass cheeks.
I gasped as a finger thrust into my ass. I knew it was coming, but for some reason, I hadn't been expecting it. I was a little more prepared for the second one, but only a little.
What I really wanted I was hoping was a lot thicker and longer than those fingers.
He pulled free after only two. The dig of the man's fingers in my hips was nothing compared to the feeling of the head of his dick pressing against my tight entrance.
I grit my teeth to keep from crying out as he pushed inside of me in one motion. The burn was instant and almost mind numbing in pain. Once he was seated fully inside of me, he stilled.
I took several deep breaths until the pain began to fade and then nodded. He pulled out until just the head of his cock remained inside of me and then thrust back in full hilt. This rhythm repeated, growing faster and harder until I couldn't tell when he was going or coming.
I planted my hands on the countertop and raised my head far enough to meet his golden eyes in the mirror. What I saw there took me to the edge. This man did want to eat me. He wanted to consume me, to own me. And that terrified me because I didn't think I had the will to resist him.
His hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back as he started to pound into my tender ass. The hand on my hip dug in, the pain miniscule compared to the pleasure flooding every cell in my body.
