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“I’m doing what is right for you.”
“Says who?” I reach for his face, capturing it between my palms. “Who, Kohen? The club? They don’t give two fucks I’m sixteen years younger than you. They want you to be happy. They want you to have a partner who’ll chase away the dark. Someone who will support you when your back is up against the wall. Someone who will stand at your side when shit hits the fan. Someone who will celebrate with you when everything goes right.”
“You don’t deserve this life. You deserve someone who will put you before a club—”
“I want you, Kohen Prince, and everything that means—the club, the lifestyle, the danger and fear—all of it.” The fight in his eyes dims with each word until his forehead rests against mine and he closes his eyes. “I don’t know who she is, or what she did to you, but you deserve love. You deserve happiness. Stop fighting what fate wants to give you—to give us. Don’t you think we both deserve some goodness?”
TEN
KOHEN
“Wildcat…” I whisper unsteadily. Her body trembles under my touch, and like that first night, when I kissed her in front of the club, the surrounding air is electric. I’m tired of fighting the pull I have to her. I’m tired of using any excuse I can to keep my distance from her.
She wants me. Thethought ripples across my mind, breaking the last bit of restraint I’ve been holding on to.
I want her.
So. Damn. Much.
I lift my hands, setting them at her hips to pull her against me. Her soft body leans into mind, and I recognize how it’s rounded out beautifully in the two weeks she has been with me. There is a definite curve to her hip that wasn’t there before, and my hand sits perfectly in the dip.
She inhales, pressing her tits against me.Ah, fuck, her tits…
Seeing her on stage, her tits nearly spilling out of her costume, it nearly did me in. She’s everything I dreamed my woman to be, from her big wide eye, pouty lips and perfect shape. I’m captivated by her.
All she must do is look at me, nibble on her bottom lip and I am a goner. Does she know the power she holds over me?
No. I don’t think she does, because she believed I was involved with another. Although, she tried her best to tempt with me her performance.
My already hard dick strains, trapped against the zipper of my jeans. I wonder if she notices the way it pulses against her, twitching and seeking the warmth only she can provide.
Fuck.
I should drag Maria out of her bed, here and now, to put the viperous bitch in her place. She knows better than to use my name. I should rip her to pieces for twisting Everleigh up and making her believe the worst of me.
Fuck.
I let it go for now. Relishing the way my Wildcat feels, warm and pliant against me.
The beast will have to wait until we’ve had our fill of the sweet little Wildcat dangling before me. There’s no way in hell I’m walking away, not when everything she’s said is right.
I have given my past too much power over my future. I’ve let the sins of others stop me from claiming what is mine.
“You have to know what you do to me, Wildcat,” I murmur, hoping and praying she stays right here in my arms. “How much I’ve held back. I’ve only dreamed of having you this close. Of touching you.”
“You should know something,” she hums, her small hands still on my face. “That night, our kiss, it was my first.”
“It was?” Guilt swarms me. How did I not consider that? A first kiss is the moment most women treasure, and I turned into a public spectacle. Fuck. What an asshole thing to do, but instead of dwelling on it, I have a better idea. “I’m about to correct that memory.”
This time when I claim her lips, time stands still, and the world stops spinning. This time I pour every ounce of want and need I’ve been holding back into it, because I never want her to doubt what I feel for her.
I claim her mouth, demanding even more when she opens to me. Our tongues twist and tangle, explore and seek with wild abandon. Her taste, her smell—it consumes me until I don’t know where I end, and she begins. We are one as our tongue duel in perfect harmony.
She kisses me back just as fiercely. Gone is the shy girl I kissed two weeks ago. Now she is a powerful woman. A woman who knows what she wants and is not afraid to go after it.
“More,” she murmurs against my lips, while trying to crawl up me. I scoop her up and she wraps her legs around me as carry her up the stairs to my room.
No.
