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“I think you’ll find I forgive much less than you think, Valk.”
“You’ve got a funny way of showing it.”
“You seem to be forgetting how little power I have in my life.”
“So, you sit idly by and let Apollo do what he wants? You don’t even try? I would have thought you were better than that. I expected you to be better than that,” he spat. Once again, like it was personal.
“Now who’s talking about things they don’t understand?”
“I understand, princess. I understand about having your back to a wall–”
“Ironic given the current circumstance, don’t you think?”
He leant his body into mine, his face a scowl.
“You seem to like having my back against walls, Valk. What’s a girl supposed to think about that?”
“That she should remember her place and stop aggravating me.”
“Exactly what aggravates you, Valen?” I asked sweetly. “Could it be how badly you want to bury yourself in me.”
“Exactly what do you think this is going to achieve, princess?” he asked through gritted teeth. “You’re playing with fire.”
“Good,” I told him, reaching my face to his. “Maybe I want fire. Maybe I want danger. Maybe I want something more than my life now.”
He looked at me like he’d never seen me before. But I didn’t think that was a good thing.
“You’re better than this, Harlow. You have to be better than this,” he whispered like it was a prayer.
“Why?” I asked. “Because then you wouldn’t want me anymore?”
“Who says I want you?” he snarled.
I didn’t feel like I needed to explain it in words, but words had the power to push him over the edge. And, right then, that was the only power I had.
“That rod in your pants tells me everything I need to know.” My teeth caught my bottom lip and we stared into each other eyes.
He growled again, low, then spun me quickly and pushed my front into the wall. I could feel him hard behind me as he pressed into my arse. He loomed over my left shoulder, the full force of his body leaning into mine. He grabbed a handful of my hair in his hand and turned my face towards him.
“Is this what you think you want, princess?” he spat. “You want to be roughed up? You want to play dirty? You think if you do, Apollo will notice you? You think you’ll stop being the obligation, the sad naïve simp always following him around. So desperate for him that you’ll sit by as he fucks girl after girl…after girl.”
I struggled against him, enjoying the fight.
“You think you know me?” I snarled, though not nearly as impressively as him.
He held me firm, his cock in my back getting firmer and firmer with each movement of my hips.
“I know you,” he said. The disdain in his voice told me exactly what he thought of me.
I rubbed my arse over his cock as best I could with him pinning me, and he growled, pressing up against me harder.
“You scared you’ll like it?” I asked him.
His growl this time was…different. Less angry, more…instinct.
He still had one hand in my hair, but the other now trailed down between me and the wall. He didn’t stop until he’d found the heat between my legs. I can’t say he forced my legs apart because they softened to him all on their own.
His fingers skimmed me lightly and I shivered against him. For good measure, I bucked for some wriggle room.
