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With a powerful snap, the orgasm strikes me like lightning, electrifying every organ, every cell, every nerve. The bliss chokes me like an invisible hand is wrapped tight around my throat, cutting off my ability to drag in oxygen. My eyes roll back in my head, my body paralyzed from the intense and world-bending pleasure crashing over me like the waves of the Atlantic on the shoreline down below.
I open my mouth to scream, but before the sound can escape, Danil pulls me close, attacking my lips with the voracity of a predator about to enjoy his long-awaited meal. He swallows all of my doubts, my fears, and my protests, infusing me with his desire.
His fingers dig into my torso, laying claim to me with his tight grip and unwillingness to pull away. Our teeth clash, tongues tangling with ferocity as he fucks me with long, deep strokes that shatter my resolve. I slide my fingertips up and down the back of his neck, my breathing labored from lack of oxygen and unwillingness to break away. In these heated moments, he feeds me everything I need to survive, everything I want but never allowed myself to believe I could have.
It is the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced, one he can’t convince me is completely void of emotion, because in that moment, I feel all of them.
He grinds his hips against me and thrusts a couple of more times before he lets out a primitive growl, his body jerking as the orgasm erupts out of him, filling me with everything he has to give…whether or not he intended to.
I take a deep breath, the faint scent of his cologne teasing my nostrils, a mix of spicy sandalwood, sex, and sin…the only aphrodisiac for me.
Aftershocks ripple through me like a stone skipping over a tranquil lake, a contented sigh expelling from my lungs.
Ironic that we can live out such a deliciously sexy fantasy in the center of so much chaos.
He stares at me for a long minute once his body calms. I recoil as the shutters lift from the depths of his gaze. For the first time, they’re clear, like he’s finally inviting me into what lies beyond his normally crusty exterior. My heart floats up in my chest, tethered to a tiny sliver of hope.
I hold my breath, gazing back and waiting for the words because his eyes already speak volumes.
“I didn’t do that because I was angry.” The normally rough timbre of his voice is replaced with a low, husky one. He drags a finger down the side of my face, then stops when he gets to my chin.
I place my hand on top of his finger, pressing it to my skin. “I know. And I didn’t lie to you about what I told my brother.” The sharp teeth of my guilt bite through my gut.
That part is true. I didn’t lie about what I told Petro.
I omitted the truth about what Petro told me, and what I told Danil about Hades being MIA the night of the wedding attack.
But I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t tell him what I’d heard.
He would kill Hades, no questions asked.
I would end up hating him.
And that would be heartbreaking…because I’m falling in love with him.
“Yeah,” he says. “I know you didn’t.”
I bite down on my lower lip, the heavy ache in my chest weighted like a cement block. Telling Danil wouldn’t have accomplished anything. Even if Hades was involved, there is someone else out there, thirsty for blood. The funeral ambush made it damn clear that other enemies want a piece of both of our families.
And soon enough, they’ll surface. Danil needs to keep his focus on them, not my idiot brother. Killing Hades wouldn’t avenge his mother’s death. Hades isn’t a mastermind. And if he was involved, Danil would be smart to keep him alive for information.
I just need to make sure that Hades stays out of the line of fire in the meantime, which is more than a little hard to do while I’m being held captive by my baby’s father.
“What comes next?” Prickles of unease pinch my skin. “The people who invaded the funeral home are still out there. What happens if they come back? And who are they even after?”
“I don’t have any answers.” He rakes a hand through his hair, his biceps rippling as the muscles tense and tighten. “And I need them.”
“What if they really did want me? What if it has something to do with the guy who cornered me at the concert hall?” I clench his hand. “I have to protect Daniela at all costs. She’s the most important thing in my life.”
“I’ve made a lot of enemies over the years. It could be any of them. But it’s too coincidental that you’re under attack, too. At the same time. This has to be related to what happened with your dad. His murder, me being framed for it, you being here in Miami. Someone wants something from one or both of us, and they’re gonna come back for it. We need to be prepared.”
“What am I supposed to do? How the hell do you prepare for something like this? Is there some guidebook I can read about how to avoid a murderer?”
My weak attempt at humor falls flat like an uncorked bottle of champagne, my shaky voice making me inwardly cringe. I don’t want him to see me as weak. I want to be strong like that crazy bitch sister-in-law of his, Natasha. Otherwise, I’m a liability.
“I won’t let anything happen to her. To either of you.”
“Even if you’re a target, too?”
