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“No?” He cocks his head to the side, humor coloring his voice. It’s lining his body, like he’s laughing without making a noise, and I have to squeeze my thighs together at the sudden rush of heat that floods me.
Pushing into his palms, he slowly rises from the table, and I suck in a breath. He’s tall, towering over me, and his body ripples with power that I want a taste of.
Slowly he turns around, and I blink, convinced that I must be dreaming. Especially as his dark, nearly black eyes find mine, I know that I can’t be awake. No one should be able to suck my soul out of my body with a single look like he is right now.
And no one should be able to look so good with a smirk that promises violence and skin so beautifully scarred that you know he’s not bluffing.
He’s unfairly handsome in all the wrong ways. He bleeds brutality, and my body is supple and ready for his reckoning.
Fuck. Get it together.
But I can’t. Not when his eyes roam down my body slowly, so slowly that it feels like a caress, and I suddenly want him to splay me out on that table and pay as much attention to every inch of my body as he was to that blade.
I forgot to be careful about what I wish for, though.
Because he spins the blade in his hand as his eyes come back up to meet mine, his grin widening, and that dark rumble of a voice breaks the tension between us. “Let’s test that.”
5
LUOCRE
Neveah blinks slowly, clearly unable to process my words, and humor spreads through my chest. I spent hours following her, watching her, learning what I could. Her name, her relationships, her stubborn behavior.
The entire time, I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to break her.
“What do you mean?” Her words leave her on an exhale, rushed together like she’s forgotten to breathe. Based on how fast her heart is hammering in her chest – which I can hear from even here – I’d say she has.
I take a single step forward, watching the way her entire body tenses. It only excites me more.
It was my intention to set a trap for her, but I never thought my prey would become ensnared so quickly. A thrill shoots through me that I thought I had lost the ability to feel. It’s been a long time since my hunt was this rewarding.
I inch closer, wanting to get a closer look. Her eyes are an even more stunning shade of emerald up close, the green flecked with different shades that seem to flicker with her emotions. Her freckles stand out more against her skin, especially with the light flush tingeing her fair skin.
“What are you doing?” She sounds even more breathless, and I don’t think she realizes her obvious fear is spurring me on. I want to keep pushing her.
“I already told you.” One last step and there’s only an inch of space between us. I can practically feel Neveah’s body vibrating, and I want to lean in and taste her skin. I want to know what it is about her I feel so acutely that it’s clouded all my senses.
But not yet.
I lift my right hand, watching the way her gaze darts to the blade. Her eyes widen, the blush on her cheeks deepening. What does surprise me is the way her tongue peeks out, swiping along her bottom lip.
Fuck. The motion goes straight to my dick.
When her eyes come back to mine, I swear I see arousal there. It makes me grow harder, and I consider abandoning my plan altogether. I’d rather cut her clothes open with this blade and taste the fear and lust mixing on her skin, the slight sheen of sweat already percolating along her neck and hairline.
Neveah shifts, her eyes flicking to the blade again, and her chest is heaving. I can’t tell if it’s from fear or lust. Her body seems to be warring with itself, and I want to drag that out.
“I’m starting to think you didn’t tell me the truth, little liar.” I lean closer, and Neveah tips her head back to watch me. A mistake on her part because she’s so focused on me that she isn’t tracking my movements.
I bring the cool tip of the blade to her heated collarbone, lightly dragging the dull side along her skin. Her eyes are still locked on mine, and I curl in closer to her when a small gasp escapes her.
Beneath my fingers, I feel her skin break out in chills even as her muscles tighten. Her skin heats, sweat trickling down her collarbone. Her pupils dilate.
“You look afraid to me,” I breathe, watching her intensely as I continue to run the blade across her exposed skin.
That tempting tongue swipes out again, and I consider catching it between my own lips. I lean closer, nearly pressing my lips to hers. There’s just enough space for me to continue my slow descent down her body, using just the flat of the blade to trace down her chest.
“I’m not,” she breathes, and I suck in a breath, startlingly aroused by her breathy words. Fuck, it’s hard to think.
