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Her move wasn’t anything that I couldn’t get out of, but given her ass was settled over my hardening cock, I decided to see what this innocent, mouthy woman was going to do next.
“Fuck me?” I challenged. “I didn’t think you were being literal.”
She took in our compromising position, then raised her hand, but I blocked her attempt to punch me in the jaw.
“Uh-uh. I don’t think so,” I said, then I flipped our positions. Violence wasn’t what I was in the mood for.
Regardless of the voice in my head telling me that I didn’t deserve to touch this woman, I couldn’t help myself when her cheeks were flushed and her tits were pushed together, begging me to devour them, thanks to the way I had her hands locked over her stomach.
Without any resistance from Kinsley, I moved her hands above her head and lowered myself until our heads were even. “What do you want from me, Kinsley?”
“I want you to go fuck yourself,” she snarled.
Someone clearly wasn’t happy about her abrupt wake up, but I could sense the lie in her words.
I trailed a single finger over her chest and the swell of her cleavage. “You see, I’d believe you if I didn’t know better.”
She glared hard at me, her breathing becoming ragged. “What makes you think you know better?”
D was the only person still alive who knew that I could tell truth from lie, but as Kinsley lay underneath me, squirming from my touch with a fire in her eyes that reminded me much of my own, I didn’t want to keep this from her.
“You haven’t asked about my demon side,” I pointed out. “Something I’m sure you know very little about, but something you should be aware of, is that I can tell if someone is lying to me. That gift has never failed me and it’s not now.”
“Maybe you’re wrong.” She heaved.
I shook my head lightly. “No, my little temptress, I’m not. You don’t want me to fuck myself, you want me to fuckyou. To make you feel more of what you felt back at the circus. To know what it’s like to have my dick pounding inside you, owning you, body and soul.”
It was easy to forget that I’d overheard she was a virgin when the pull of the bond was pulsing between us, and she was licking her lips hungrily while digging her nails into my hands.
“And what would you do if that was what I really wanted?” she countered, her words still sounding choppy.
My nose brushed against her cheek, and I scraped my teeth over her neck before whispering in her ear. “Then I’d give you what you needed, but only if you asked nicely.”
Her responding moan was combined with a growl that no doubt meant I’d pushed another one of her buttons, but then…
She broke free of the hold I’d had on her hands and grabbed my shirt before smashing her lips against mine.
The kiss was rough and angry, but it was filled with so much fucking passion.
My tongue sank into her mouth, tasting her sweetness and battling for dominance against her.
She was hardly submissive in this state, and I would have thought I’d hate that, but she was too fucking sexy to hate anything about her.
“I’m not asking for shit,” she muttered against my lips, then she shoved me off her.
I wasn’t in the business of taking anything from a woman, so I let her movements push me onto the mattress.
When I thought she was going to leave the room, she surprised me by undoing the top button of her pants. “Fuck me.”
Her demand was hot as fuck, and my dick twitched painfully in the jeans that were currently keeping it restricted.
Still, as much as I wanted to, I wasn’t going to fuck Kinsley. Not yet.
She might have thought she was ready for more, but I needed to make sure she understood what having sex with me meant, given how sheltered her upbringing had been.
It wasn’t just going to be the best fuck she could ever have or about losing her virginity. Having sex meant tying us together in a magical sense. Completing a bond she may or may not want when she was thinking clearly.
That was a decision she wasn’t going to make while her libido—and our connection—was driving her mad with need.
