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“What?” She’s apprehensive.
Instead of making her walk to me like I planned, I saunter over to her, watching her head tip back as I get closer while she holds her ground. My dick is hard by the time I’m within inches of her. “I thought you might be thirsty.” I lick my lips, thinking about making her open her mouth so I could spit on her tongue and watch her swallow part of me.
Her eyes dip down as a flush covers her face. I lift the bottle of water, and the pink on her cheeks deepens a shade, proving her thoughts were as impure as mine.
“Is it poisoned?” She takes the glass and examines the cap to see if it’s already been opened.
“No, not my style.”
“You’d rather slit my throat while I was fully aware,” she concedes.
“Killing you hasn’t been part of my plan in a long time, lamb. I enjoy you far too much.”
“You enjoy my discomfort.”
“That depends on what kind of discomfort we’re discussing. Having your boundaries pushed can be rough, but it can also be incredible.”
“Yeah, we’re not speaking the same language.”
I can only smile at that. We both know she’s lying.
“Come sit down,” Nox urges her, which is a good idea, because I’m seconds away from seeing what she would do if I claimed her mouth.
She slowly backs away from me, as if she knows I’m ready to seize her. It’s amusing to watch her eyes dance between mine. Even when she’s steps away and turns around to head toward my brother, she looks over her shoulder, apparently not trusting me to stay put.
I wait until she’s seated on the couch and opening her drink before I sit right next to her, making sure to keep her on edge. This little game makes me think about how much I’m going to enjoy bringing her to the precipice, only to pull her back until she’s begging me to let her come.
Her hand trembles when she lifts the bottle to her lips and takes a gulp. I glance over at Nox. There’s an unspoken conversation shared between us.
You’re frightening her, he accuses.
And you’re loving every fucking minute.
Not the point.
Isn’t it? I lift my brow.
She’s not.
Try again. Look at her, I prompt.
I watch Nox run his eyes over her, from her flushed cheeks and dilated eyes down to her arched back and the way she keeps shifting her thighs. Nox spares me one final glance. Be careful. I would roll my eyes, but he returns his attention to her, making it as pointless as his warning.
“I’m ready whenever you are.” She fidgets under both of our gazes.
“How ready are you, lamb?” I whisper, and she gives me the side-eye.
“Ready for you to tell me what you know and keep your end of the bargain.”
“Too bad.” I sigh in feigned disappointment. “What do you want to know?”
“Everything,” she answers quickly. “Especially about my mom.”
“You’re putting a little too much faith in me.”
“Lucian,” she warns, saying my name for the first time. I don’t let her see just how much I like it while also being conflicted that she didn’t call me pretty boy.
“We don’t know much about your mom, Nova,” Nox tells her before I can.
