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Her eyes went wide and flickered from my face to my rather impressive erection that was now pressing into her.
She didn't move.
She just stared. Which of course made it worse because then my fucking cock was all manner of insistent.
Inside. Her. Now. The fuck are you waiting for? She wants to lick me. Suck me.
I wanted to be buried so far up her cunt that our bodies fused. But oh no. Fucking no. I'd given my word. And she had no idea she was helping me with our arrangement, and even I wasn'tthat much of a prick. "Kaya, for fuck’s sake, I'm fucking begging you. Turn around and go to bed."
But Kaya kept staring down at my cock and inhaled a deep breath, which made her rub up against me.
With a groan my hands reached up to her hips and tightened. "Kaya, I already told you. Fucking go to bed." I knew I was done for. Before this whole mess was over, Kaya Reynolds was going to own my soul. But that sure as fuck didn't mean I wasn’t going to stop fighting it.
She dragged in another deep breath, forcing her to move against my erection.
I groaned. "What the fuck are you doing, Kaya?"
Finally, her head jerked up. Her eyes were wide, and she blinked rapidly before taking a harsh step back. "Oh fuck. I'm going to bed."
"Yes, you are. Run along, little Sprite."
She stared at me for a long hard moment and then did as she was told for once. I wished I could say that I stopped us, that I saved us. But the truth was that running was the smartest thing she'd done since I met her.
Problem was, now that I'd seen her stare at my cock like she wanted to swallow me all the way down, all I could think about was making her absolutely mine.
CHAPTER 16
SAINT
News traveled fast,as I had known it would. My father wasted no time barging into my office, probably because he knew there was no way he was going to be able to barge on to the Rogues campus, not without someone having something to say about it.
"You're bloody getting married?"
"Honestly, I don't know why I'm surprised anymore by how quickly the gossip spreads." I had told my staff a million times over that my father no longer sat on the board and was no longer the head of All Saints Technologies, and theyseemedto listen.
But my father had run this place for two decades, so sometimes it was hard to get them to comply with simple instructions. Things likedon't let him past securityordon't tell him anything. The past-security thing needed some working on, obviously, but I was glad he’d gotten the gossip this time.
"What is it you want, Dad?"
"Who the bloody hell are you marrying? You need to have a prenup."
I sat back, steepled my hands, and watched him as he blustered and paced.
"Do you really know this girl? She could be using you for your money."
You mean like Elise?
I bit back that retort which pained me like a twisted knife in the gut. I did not need to watch the man whom she’d preferred over me bluster around, acting as if he'd actually loved her. I’d known him long enough to know that he wasn't capable of love, let alone for Elise. After all, if he was capable of love, how could he have betrayed his oldest son like that?
All while I was away serving queen and country.
"Is there an actual question in there, Father? Or did you just wish to barge in here and complain?"
"Who is she?"
"No one you need to ever meet."
"Where does she come from?"
