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‘Then you’re smart.’ My words were crisp, the same as our reality. I was there for only one reason. ‘Untie it,’ I pushed the other part of her robe over her shoulder waiting for her to dispose of the obstacle that was in my way.
Just a piece to my collection.I internally roared, coming back to my senses. ‘Where is the bedroom?’
‘Here.’ She immediately turned around to lead the way. ‘It will be okay. Won’t it? Everyone will be okay. Right?’
I knew what she was asking, but I chose to ignore a part of her question. ‘They will be here as I promised.’
‘I was asking about everyone, Brax,’ her voice sounded deadly serious as she stopped in front of the bed to face me. She was asking about me… if I would be okay.
‘You will probably hate me by the time I walk out this door. Soeveryonewon’t be of your concern. And that’s okay... You hating me. It’s not love I am searching for.’
‘Then what are you searching for?’ She was having trouble believing my words.
‘Satisfaction. Physical pleasure.’ Those should have been the only things on my list.
‘You can find that every day of the week with much less trouble. Maybe you should search for the truth. Because I’m beginning to think that you’re lying to yourself.’
‘Maybeyoushould search for the truth, because I’m beginning to think it isyouwho is lying to yourself, Bea.’ Women tend to see things where they’re not, creating a fairytale even if there are only monsters in the room. We couldn’t be further from a happily ever after.
And I was going to prove that to her.
‘You’re right. Maybe I am...,’ she babbled the words even if I knew she didn’t truly believe in them.
I didn’t need any more talking. It was just making me drift away from my goal and I had much more important business that night than debating Bea’s emotions.
My fingers trailed a fine line from the corner of her jaw to the strap of the nightie that hid her away from me until then.
The material soon fell to the ground, revealing her true beauty. I never saw her entirely naked. Not until that day. And the image was affecting me in a manner I never dared to think about. She looked like a fucking nymph. A prototype meant to achieve my highest expectations.
She was mesmerizingly perfect and I was in fucking trouble.
I had no idea just how long I had been looking at her but I was starting to believe that I was staring, unable to stop myself from trying to immortalize the moment. A turmoil louder than reason itself was bringing my lips to follow on that exact path, tasting the flowery scent of her skin, like a drug meant to ooze me to euphoria.
As a hungry predator, my hand captured one of her breasts, feeling something shuddering within me. It was like I was becoming fucking obsessed with owning her, unable to think of an action that could fully satisfy me.
I wanted her with a madness that fucking scared me, and her palms gluing on my chest in an attempt to get me to slow down were only making everything more difficult for both of us. ‘Bea... All sorts of shit have been happening to me today, so I will need you to behave so things won’t get out of control. Ok?’ I couldn’t have her test any of my limits. I didn’t even know what my limits were anymore.
‘Ok.’ She nodded making the grip I had on her breast lose some of its strength as we had come to mutual terms.
‘Good,’ I snarled, taking my lips to soothe the appetizing form I was just torturing, lustfully rolling my tongue over her pebbled nipple. I’ve had a taste of her before, but she was never as sweet as at that moment. A flavor that was encrypting itself in my tastebuds as I was associating her with the closest form of heaven.
I needed a more thorough exploration of her body. Sending my tongue to slide over the sexy flank of her torso, I was making it impossible for her to withstand me.
I felt her shudder with uncontained arousal, fussing to find a position in which she could maintain her balance — although I doubted such a thing even existed.
‘What did I just say?’ My palms tightened on her waist using molten anguish to reinforce my authority.
There was no escaping my wicked desires, and she knew it. I couldn’t help myself from gently biting on her alluring breasts while my hand was brushing the lace of her panties in search of that place that would get her to call out my name.
That shiver running through her body resumed as I had found the source from where it originated — the silken skin that rested behind her panties.
Oh, I needed to tease exactly that spot and make her disintegrate with pleasure in front of me. And my mouth was heading there, though not before I was assuring myself that she would be at breaking point even before I reached her core.
I didn’t want just to fuck her. I wanted her to remember me. I wanted to erase the memory of any man who would ever come after me. I wanted to mark her mind as mine, even if there was nothing spiritual about the evening.
My mouth was heading straight to her navel, to steal her of any drop of own will she might have had left. But that wasn’t the only trick I had up my sleeve. I drove the tip of my fingers to feel how wet she was for me, gliding them between her folds with such fervor that her arms wrapped around my neck for support.
In those seconds, even her heartbeats arose because of me, making my gaze look up to search for her own and devour the startled glimpse caused by the desire engulfing her.
