Page 73 of Arranged Deception


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“I wanted you to hurt.”

“Really?” I lean in and bite her lip, and she cries out.

“Yes, I thought you were cheating or trying to make me feel like you really didn’t want me around.”

“I didn’t,” I admit. “I didn’t want you around, because you were making me feel things I didn’t want to feel.”

“And the women?” Her eyes drop.

“Emelia,” I warn.

“Please,” she pleads.

“Stand against the window, legs apart, hands flat against the glass.”

Her eyes fly back to mine.“But I need—”

I put my thumb to her lips again to shush her.

“I will answer you. Show you. Now do what I said.”

Nodding, she steps back as I release her, and I watch her ass sway as she moves to the window.“Can they see me?”

“No.”

“Could they if I wanted them to?” She looks over her shoulder at me.

“Yes. I can change the setting. But that won’t happen, Emelia. I won’t share you.”

“Exactly. Don’t share me. Warn them. Show them what is only yours to have.”

My cock grows hungry for its mate. She wants me to put on a show, the ultimate way to let them know they will never be able to have her. The jealous man in me is furious, but the animal in me is starving.

“Please. Let them watch. Let them know. Those women need to know you desire a woman like me.”

This angers me. Emelia never questions her body. She’s always exuded confidence, and if I’m being honest with just myself, I haven’t even laid eyes on another woman anywhere, especially this club, since I first saw her.

“If you doubt this body ever again—” I step up to her and start caressing all her curves. “—I will withhold this cock for punishment.”

She whimpers when I lick the column of her neck and bite it.“Nico, please.”

I like when she begs. But I have other plans. Stepping back, I pull my gun back out and take out the clip, ejecting the bullet in the chamber. The sound alerts her, and she turns so fast I feel the wind of her movement as I set down everything but my empty handgun before pressing a button on my desk. “Wh-What are you doing? Nico, please.”

Does she think I’m going to hurt her? That this was all a ploy?

“Easy, principessa.” Attempting to calm her, I drop to my haunches and lift her dress. I kiss each thigh, then over the see-through fabric covering her delectable pussy. I then reach under the sides of her dress and grasp her panties before slowly lowering them.

Her smell fills my lungs, the scent of her and her cherry body wash. Fuck me. The material lands in a puddle at her feet. The white lines that take up the inside of her thick thighs are kissable, and I do that, trailing over them with slow, lazy, wet kisses. I bite the thickest part of her thighs, and she cries out, gripping my hair. I don’t have to look up to know her head is thrown back in pleasure.

“Nico, what are you doing to me?”

I laugh softly against her skin, and the vibration makes her quiver.“You're going to experience lust in a way you haven’t yet, sweet principessa.” Then I take her over, not just telling her what I plan to do but immersing her in the feeling.

With the gun in my hand, I slide it between her pussy lips, and she gasps, looking down at me as my eyes wonder from the placement of my weapon to her expression.

“Fuck the gun, baby. Get off on the weapon that protects you.”

“Nico,” she breathes. It's not hesitation. No, she's asking me if this is real.

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