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“What?”
I can’t say it. I want to, but I justcan’t.
He just called me hot. I heard it, but I’m not sure if it’s real or if my head is playing tricks on me.
“What are you doing, Kirill?” I ask instead, finally voicing the thoughts that have been running through my head.
He places the tray on the nightstand. That’s when I notice I’m done. Maybe I finished a while ago, but I have no memory of the food.
He spreads his large hand on my hip, eliciting a shock wave through the thin material of his shirt.
His icy eyes devour my face for one second.
Two.
Three.
“I’m trying to decide whether or not to fuck you.”
I choke on my own breaths, and any logical thoughts seem to fly out the window.
“You…what?”
“You don’t have a hearing problem, so quit acting like you do.” His free hand strokes my cheek, then makes a slow path to my mouth. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since we were in that village. I contemplated throwing you down, opening your legs, and taking what I wanted. I fantasized about leaving my marks on this translucent skin, and not letting them fade. I imagined taking you over and over until you screamed and cried while begging for more.”
My body goes slack against his as my temperature reaches its boiling point. My ears burn and tingle, begging for more.
But that’s not the only place that pulsates with each calm word out of his mouth. My core throbs, and I have to clench my legs. The slight shift causes my ass to brush against his massive erection.
I go still, so scared of breathing that I only do it in small increments.
“While it’s so tempting to spread your legs and fuck you, I won’t. Do you know why?”
I shake my head, trying and failing to ignore the overwhelming sense of disappointment that spreads through me.
“I can’t seem to figure you out…yet,and I don’t get entangled with possible enemies.”
“I’m…not your enemy.”I would be long dead if I were.
He narrows his eyes. “You’re hiding something—or possibly somethings. I do not for one second believe you followed me all the way from Russia just to pursue a career as a bodyguard.”
“Then why did you let me tag along?”
“I told you. Because I get to have you under my thumb.”
“Keep your enemies closer, huh?”
“Something like that.” He sinks his fingertips into my hip. “We can rectify this situation if you confess.”
“You’re not a priest, why would I confess to you?”
“No, I’m not. I can be your father in Heaven, though.”
“I decline.” I start to push at his hand, but I might as well be moving a mountain.
“Don’t be stubborn. I know you want me, Solnyshko. You watch me when you think I’m not looking, and you even get hot and bothered. I can smell your arousal right now. If I reach between your legs, I’ll feel it, too.”
“Too bad for you, I don’t get entangled with enemies either.” This time when I push at his hand, he releases me.
