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It’safter midnight by the time I head to bed. I haven’t seen Kat since Joey’s arrival. I’d rather keep the two of them apart for as long as possible. Joey is a wildcard but Kat can give as good as she gets. The last thing I need is petty squabbling while I’m still trying to find out what happened the night one of my men was shot. But I didn’t see her around the house at all. The only privacy she has is in her bedroom, and I have cameras trained on the door and windows so I’m aware when she leaves the room. I know where she is at all times, but not actually seeing her for myself, it makes me feel something that I can’t figure out. Not quite sad, but something kind of like it.

I shake my head as I make my way up the stairs. I stop outside her room. I should go to bed, but fuck if I don’t need her right now.

My fingers curl around the door handle, and I go to open it, only to find it locked. She’s pissed at me. But she can get over it because I want her in my bed tonight. My cock hardens as I recall fucking her on my desk. Sinking into her hot, wet cunt without a condom felt incredible. I never want to wear them again with her and I make a mental note to get the doctor here to prescribe her some birth control.

I press my forehead against the cool wooden door. “Kat,” I call out loud enough that I know she’ll hear me even if she’s sleeping.

She doesn’t reply.

“Kat. Open the door.”

Nothing but silence.

“Open this goddam door or I will kick it down,” I hiss. “And if I do, it won’t be put back.”

Footsteps pad across the room, and a few seconds later, the door is opened a crack. “I was sleeping,” she snaps.

I frown at her. “Why did you lock your door?”

“Because I want to be on my own.”

I narrow my eyes as I search her face. She is pissed. And upset.

“Joey can be a bit much,” I explain.

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “I’m really tired. Can I go back to bed?”

“You can come to my bed.” I push the door, forcing her to take a step backward.

“I told you I’m tired.”

So am I, and I can’t fucking sleep without you.“I’ll let you sleep,” I whisper.

She swallows, then turns her head so she doesn’t have to look at my face. “Please, Dante. I just want to sleep alone.”

I cup her jaw in my hand, tilting her head so I can meet her gaze. A tear runs down her cheek, and she swats it away.

Fuck this. She doesn’t get to be alone. Not after she’s made me so addicted to her.

“You either sleep in my bed or I’m sleeping in yours. Your choice.”

She glares at me, her jaw clenched, as she considers her options. Realizing she doesn’t have any, she turns around and stalks back to bed. Stepping inside the room, I close the door behind me and follow her. She slips beneath the covers while I undress. Once I’m naked, I climb in beside her, pressing myself against her back.

She shuffles forward, but I wrap my arm around her and pull her back to me, burying my face in her hair. “You pissed at me, kitten?”

“No.”

“Seems like you are.”

“Sometimes, I just need a little reminder who I am to you, and you gave me that today. I’m not mad at all. In fact I should be thanking you.”

“And who exactly are you to me?”

“Nobody. Nothing. Just your latest plaything, right?”

I close my eyes and draw in a deep breath before I press my lips against her ear. “Never forget who you’re speaking to, Katerina. I will only indulge you for so long before I remind you of the man I am and the things I’m capable of.” She shivers in my arms, and damn if it doesn’t make my cock hard. I press it against her ass. “Does this feel like nothing to you?”

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