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Her eyes went wide. “Are you serious?”

I strode over to the bed, sitting on the edge before grabbing her legs toward me. She resisted and dug her foot into my side.Cute.She planted her palms on the mattress to hold her ground. The fire in her eyes pierced me like a laser, but she was weak to my touch. Giving her one final pull, I had her right where I wanted. On my lap, straddling me. I bit back the moan threatening to leave my throat as she pressed against my hardened flesh. With every second that passed, I added another brick to the wall of regret in my mind. I should have fucked her when I had the chance, when she was willing and ready with a soaked pussy and a throbbing clit. Now I had to take it from her. Forcefully.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged until her head fell back, exposing the column of her throat. I sucked along the heated skin, my lips becoming a vacuum as I purposely left my mark. My cock stood at half-mast, and the more she fought against me, the harder I got. My fingers tangled in her tresses, and I pulled until I forced a whimper from her trembling lips. Those lips. Those fucking lips. A wave of carnal desire washed over me, forcing my tongue down her throat as I pushed her ass to my lap. With our foreheads cemented together, I retracted to look into her eyes. So full of fire, yet filled with hope. If she wished for a gentle encounter, she was certainly mistaken because I didn’t do sweet. I curbed my sexual hunger with the moans and whimpers of pain. Her pain.

My teeth found her luscious bottom lip, and I bit down. “Tell me you don’t fucking like it and I’ll stop,” I said breathlessly.

Her breath hitched, the answer to my question hanging in the balance. She sliced her gaze to mine, but the only thing I could focus on was the blood coagulating in the bow of her bottom lip. The sight electrified me, setting my nerves on fire. She didn’t answer, not with words anyway, but with a low moan as she spread her legs farther apart. She needed it, and I needed her.

“I’m horny,” I said, running a hand up her arm as she shyly worked herself against my cock. I could feel wetness on my pants. She was so ready for this. “I need to release my load inside of you.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

I stood, holding her in my arms as I laid her on the bed. Her legs remained in the air, slightly spread and ready for me. But fuck me, a small part of me wished I had to pry them apart.

“That’s my girl. Make that wet cunt available for me.”

She reached for my chest, and I stopped her, refusing to let her touch. I grabbed her wrists and placed them above her head, then ran my hands down her arms. The wicked thoughts protruding from my mind evaporated once my thumb ran over the underside of her arm, just beneath the skin. My sudden pause made worry flash across her features.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“There’s something…” I pulled her arm forward and traced the area with my fingertip. I wasn’t mistaken. There was something square shaped that shouldn’t be there. “What is this?”

“Oh, that… I didn’t… I mean…”

“Belle?” I growled.

“It’s my birth control,” she said, cringing. “I swear, I forgot it was in my arm. It’s been in there for a while, so it probably doesn’t even work. I still bleed and—”

My poison-tipped gaze cut her sentence short, and she shrank. White-hot rage flooded me. We had a contract. She was supposed to be trying to get pregnant. What the hell was she thinking? I went through all the trouble and expense of getting my doctor here, and after all the testing and blood work, we couldn’t conceive yet because she still had birth control in her fucking arm.

I stood, staring down at her in disgust. She’d tricked me.

I turned to leave, but my cock still throbbed with need. Every step away from her was painful. I stopped in the doorway, contemplating my actions. The only way I would get any rest tonight was if I released, and I’d be damned if I was going to do it myself. I flashed an ominous look her way, making her gulp before walking over and grabbing her arm. She tried to pull back from me, but I didn’t let her. Slinging her over my shoulder, I wrapped my arm around the back of her thighs so that she couldn’t squirm away.

“Sebastian, stop.”

“No. I have every intention of fucking and filling you up tonight. I need it, and I’m not going to let your little birth control mishap get in the way.”

Chapter11

Belle

“Put me down,” I demanded, not at all surprised when Sebastian ignored me. I wiggled, trying to force him to release me, but he just tightened his grip on my legs.

I squirmed, attempting to break free, and he further tightened his grasp on my legs. We were in motion, but as my head dangled over his shoulder, I couldn’t determine our destination. The only view was the moonlight casting across the floor from the tall windows. His conduct infuriated me, and I hit his back with my fists, hoping he would relent and release me. I felt like a captive in his care, and I didn’t enjoy being handled in such a primitive manner.

Instead of having the desired effect, my strikes against his back resulted in Sebastian’s big hand slapping my ass. The shock of it made me freeze, and Sebastian let out a dark chuckle that sent a shiver down my spine.

The fight drained from me. Sebastian was far bigger and stronger, so any battle would just be a waste of energy, anyway.

A door opened and closed, and I lifted my head to look around, but it was even darker here. Were we in his wing of the castle?

As another door opened and closed, a beam of light illuminating the surroundings. Sebastian finally released me, and I looked around, discovering myself inside an enormous bathroom, perched on a black marble vanity. The room’s flooring was marble-like tile, and most of the area had a dark color scheme, similar to the rest of the castle. A luxurious golden bathtub with an impressive depth caught my attention, and I imagined relaxing in its steamy water.

The room’s opulence was further enhanced by the golden chandelier hanging overhead. The space was immaculate, and I sensed it wasn’t only because of the staff’s careful attention. I had observed that Sebastian preferred order and neatness, which was probably part of his controlling nature.

Sebastian jolted my mind back to reality when he opened a drawer beside me, where my legs hung over the vanity’s edge. I observed him as he retrieved a small black satchel from it, which made the butterflies in my stomach flutter. He’d been way too quiet since announcing his intention to fuck me despite my birth control. I wished I knew what he was thinking.

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