Page 36 of Possessing Eden


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But it’s a mistake.

And I should know better.

Never show a predator your throat.

His breath is hot against my ear as he says, “You know, normally in situations like this, I’d be expected to make sure you couldn’t speak of what you saw.”

A jolt of fear coursing through me, I do my best to repress a shiver as his breath slides down to my neck.

“Yet, strangely, I’m not inclined to do such. It feels like it would be… a waste.”

His hips move into mine, that hard thing I felt earlier pushing into me.

And damn my body, a spike of arousal slices through me.

His lips brush lightly against the left side of my throat, and I jerk against him.

“Don’t you agree?”

He’s barely touching me, yet every nerve inside me has come alive. Electrified with energy.

“Yes!” I cry out, just wanting this madness to stop.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why am I reacting like this?

How is his simple proximity so fucking potent?

“Then what do we do, hmm?”

I feel the vibrations of thathmmbetween my thighs and want to fuckingdie.

He’s literally talking about killing me, but my brain must be interpreting it differently.

There’s no other explanation for me to be reacting to him like this.

“You can let me go and pretend this never happened,” I suggest as I move my wrists, hoping to slide them out of his hand.

His grip immediately tightens. “Ah, I could… but I fear that’s not possible at this point.”

“Why?” I nearly sob.

“For a few reasons.” He pulls away from my neck and looks me in the eyes. “For one, I have no assurances you won’t immediately go running to the authorities.”

I open my mouth to say I won’t, but he pushes his finger against my lips and shakes his head.

“I also have no guarantee you won’t tell anyone of this.”

Narrowing my eyes at him, I press my lips together into a thin line.

“And the most important one…”

Frowning at my narrowed eyes, he uses his finger to slowly trace my bottom lip.

“I don’t believe I could forget you,” he says more softly.

Clenching my jaw, I fight the urge to bite at his finger. Hating the way he’s trying to be tender as he explains why he can’t let me live.

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