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“As in the least defiled by your shenanigans.”
He huffed a rough laugh as he looked me over hungrily. “Ah, you want the bed, princess.”
Me, in his bed? I thought about it.
I pushed against him and shoved the box into his chest. “Apollo wanted me to bring you this. Although, I’m not sure why he couldn’t do it since he wasn’t busy…yet,” I said pointedly.
“My fault. I was late picking her up.”
“Lovely. Well, I’ve done my job. I’ll be going.”
He took the box from me but threw it away. It landed safely on the middle of his bed.
“Do you really want to go?” he purred, taking a step to force me back.
My legs buckled against the chair and his arm went around me to keep me standing.
My heart thudded in my chest and warmth pooled between my legs.
No. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted him to throw me against the nearest wall and have his dirty way with me. Not that I was going to tell him that.
He dipped his nose to my hair and my traitorous body tilted my head to give him better access. A rumble of a laugh vibrated through him. As my hand slid over the bulge in his pants, his grabbed my arse. I rubbed over him again and he swore.
He swivelled us so my back was against the wall beside us, his forehead to mine as I stroked him through his pants. He breathed heavily and his hand roamed my body. He slid it over me firmly like he was committing it to memory, like his touch was worship in and of itself.
“Valen…” I started and my voice was a breathy plea.
He picked me up and pushed me up the wall so my breasts were in line with his face. One arm lay under me, helping to hold me up, while a hand kneaded me roughly and he sucked my other nipple through my shirt.
“You thought jeans were going to help you keep your legs crossed?” he asked.
I held his head to my body. “It was worth a try,” I breathed.
I felt the vibrations of his laugh rumbling through his chest.
“Tell me you want it,” he said.
“You tell me,” I answered.
For all our playing at who was in charge, he always seemed much more in control of himself than me. I was sick of it. For once, I wanted to at least be as in control as him.
“I want you,” he said, his teeth grazing my breast. He dropped me just so my head was in line with his. “I fucking need you, princess. Need to bury myself deep inside you and feel you quiver on my cock as you cum for me. Tell me you want it.”
I was breathing heavily, and from no exertion on my part. I looked into storm grey eyes that were threatening to burn right into my soul. God, but I hated him. He was an arrogant, womanising, violent arsehole. But he played me like his own personal instrument, and I couldn’t bring myself to deny him any longer.
“I want it,” I told him.
“What do you want?” he demanded.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said.
His breath caught and I noticed the heat rage in his eyes. He liked it. I’d excited him. It made me confident enough to keep going.
“I want you to play dirty.”
I was worried he wouldn’t understand me, but his next actions told me he knew exactly what I’d meant.
Valen dropped my feet to the ground, spun me around and pressed me into the wall from behind.
