Page 104 of Champagne Wrath


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“They’re the only eyes I’ve got.”

“Well, they should be illegal,” I snap. “It’s not fair. I came in here to shout at you.”

“And you have accomplished what you set out to do. Very effectively, I must say. I was wrong. You were right.”

My anger drifts away in the silver pools of his eyes. I try to remind myself that he hasn’t exactly copped to anything. He hasn’t even apologized. Just because he’s calm and hot and shirtless and touching me does not mean anything is resolved.

“I’m sorry I called you a nag.”

Okay, so we have an apology now.

“Thank you. But I need an explanation, too.”

He shakes his head. “No one except Konstantin knows who those men are.”

I hold up my ring finger again. “Unless you want to take this ring and put it on Konstantin, I suggest you fill me in.”

One corner of his mouth twitches up. “I’d have to get it resized. Konstantin has sausage fingers.”

I shake my head and sigh. “You’re doing it again.”

“Doing what?”

“Charming me. Trying to make me forget the reason I stormed in here in the first place.”

He shrugs. “You’re a smart woman. I’m not sure I could make you forget anything.” He sits on the edge of the sofa bed and pulls me, still standing, between his legs.

“Misha…”

His hands slide under my dress until they find the knife strapped to my thigh. “Were you planning on using this tonight?”

“I thought about using it on you when you were being an asshole earlier.”

He smiles that sexy, lopsided smile of his. “It’s a shame you didn’t. I would have liked to have seen that.”

“I’m better than you think I am. Don’t underestimate me.”

He shakes his head firmly. “I would never make that mistake.” He removes the knife and unbuckles the leather strap from my thigh. “Leather suits you.”

“I know what you’re trying to do.” I announce it as if revealing the truth might be able to stop the throbbing between my legs.

“What am I trying to do?” He slides my wet panties off my legs and drops them to the ground.

“Who were those men, Misha?” He slips two fingers inside me, and my pussy swallows them up. I lose my train of thought for a moment. “Fuck.”

“You were right about them,” he says, his fingers pulsing deeper. “They are dangerous.”

I place my hands on his shoulders for balance. “Th-then why… Why were they here?”

“I hired them to corner Petyr. But he’s proved to be far more elusive than I anticipated.”

My breath is catching. All the questions that I might’ve had with a clear head completely slip from my grasp. “Oh, God,” I moan as he teases me more and more with his fingers.

“You want to keep talking?” he asks. “Or do you want me to make you come?”

“Does it have to be one or the other?”

He doesn’t make me choose, though.

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