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Kieran looks at me so hard, I feel him probing my soul, searching for infidelity. We’re locked in a staring contest.
He won’t win.
After a beat, he drops his voice to a softer tone. It's eerily unnerving this time. “Are you sure?”
I stand my ground. “I am not attracted to him. It was nothing. You just came in at the wrong moment.”
Bristling, he moves closer. So close I have to tilt my head to look up at him. “Why are your nipples hard?”
Um.That would be you.
My breathing is shallow and rapid. My heartbeat skips around. I’m trembling inside. His intensity is so frightening and so thrilling that I can’t speak.
“Why are you grinding those silken thighs together, rubbing your little clit on the seam of your jeans?”
“You,” I relent, rasping. “Only you, Kieran. You, standing there looking at me with your…” I wave a hand. “With your muscles bulging, your eyes flaming, and all of that testosterone swirling around you.”
His throat works as he swallows a few times. Slowly, the heat around him builds. It’s his turn to start breathing rapidly. The raging bull is now a panting, raging bull. He jerks his tie to the side, pulling the knot loose.
His expression shifts. Anger, mixing with raw desire.
I’m trembling as he leans toward me. So close I’m swarmed by the molten heat around him. “You’re mine,” he says hotly against my ear. “My captive. My fiancée. No other man is allowed near you. Ever.”
“Kieran, I didn’t—”
“No talking,” he barks.
Gulp.
With the tie dangling from one hand, he reaches for his belt buckle. “I need to bend you over that counter and fuck you until I forget about seeing you in his arms.”
My lips tremble. I’m aching so intensely with need now that I’m pulsing inside.
Grabbing my belt loop, he harshly whirls me around and shoves me against the counter. Pressing my pelvis into the edge of the stone—grinding his hips against my ass.
In the mirror, our reflection is shocking. I’m flushed. Breathing wildly. My hair hangs in my left eye in a chaotic tumble. My lips are parted and open in shock.
Kieran’s expression is primal and dangerous. A raw volatility sparks in the depths of his blue eyes. There’s a new harshness to his voice. “Do you want me to touch you? Nod or shake your head.”
I nod rapidly. A lock of my hair catches on my lips and invades my mouth as I inhale.
“I’m going to gag you now. Then I’m going to own that tight pussy.”
More nodding from me. Nodding. Nodding. Nodding.
“If you want me to stop, grab my wrist. Do you understand? I’m unhinged right now, but you say no and this ends.”
I’m a bobble head of nodding now.
He wraps the tie around my mouth, around the back of my neck, and knots it, firmly, gagging me. Then he leans next to my ear, and in a growl says, “No one touches you. This is mine.”
He roughly grabs my nipple. “Every fucking inch.” His hand falls to the vee of my legs, where he clenches me, dragging me hard back against his erection. "Do you understand?”
Holding his gaze in the mirror, I nod wildly. The tail of the tie brushes over my achy nipple. The feeling alone is enough to make me moan.
I’m out of my mind with arousal. I’m hot everywhere. Like someone lit a fire under my skin and it’s coursing under the surface, spreading from my vagina to every part of me.
I’ve never been handled roughly. It’s incredibly carnal. I’ve never felt so wanted. Kieran’s wild for me and that makes me soar.
