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I wait until we’re in the noisy bar full of criminal types, but I’m guessing they’re the henchmen, the right-hand men, the sneaky ninjas like Rafe Garcia. I wait until we’re out of sight of the bosses to twist and shoot a glare at Nikolai.

“You’re an arrogant asshole.”

The slightest of smiles appears, and that only riles me more.

“You’re a fucking little brat getting too close to the fire. I’m getting you a leash.”

He grips my waist harder, and I can’t break free. “Doesn’t one of my collars come with one?”

“And a fucking muzzle.”

Sparking fury races through me, followed by that familiar burning thrill. By now, we’re outside, and he has me moving fast. “Isn’t that called the ball gag?”

He moves quickly, and my back hits brick as we’re shrouded in darkness, his eyes glittering down at me. Nikolai’s hungry, the anger both real and not, and it gets me going more than I can ever comprehend. His mouth twists into a carnal snarl, like he wants to eat me alive.

We’re both breathing hard, the air between us crackling as he crowds me against the brick wall of the alley.

I want to tell him how much I love him, ache for him, want to hold him and whisper that I see him, all the violence and hard edges and darkness, the cold as well as the heat. I want to tell him he can’t do anything to make me run, to make me not love him. Nikolai can’t make me leave him.

Sucking in a sharp breath, I know that’s not really true. I know he’s capable of sending me away, locking me up. He’s tried before. It won’t work, of course. I’m not the innocent girl he stole. I’m me, Rose, and I’ll find my way back to him, no matter what.

What I fear is that he’ll be gone when I get there.

I hang on to the thread between us, hang on to the way the air dances and sings, the way our hearts beat for each other—whether he likes it or not.

He wants me too much to let me go.

I skated too close when he first set me free when I wanted to stay. If he does it again…what if he somehow finds the strength to do it? What if he thinks I’m safer without him when nothing is further from the truth?

He’s not safer without me. He needs me. Together, we’re a force, but I don’t know how to show Nikolai that. Softness will scare a ruthless killer.

So, I do it the only way I can. With sex. Lust. Love. That wild tangle that’s pureus.

I use the anger and turn it into need. I push and prod and give him what he needs: the darkness. It’s the only way to keep him tethered to the light.

Our sparks of violent love, of the knives out boundary pushing, is something more than it was. It’s a deeper bond, one where he can show his love easily, through whatever love language makes sense to him.

I slide my hand over his cock and grip hard, just enough to make him hiss a breath on a yes. I love pushing his limits that make him push mine in turn.

Niko runs his knuckles up between my breasts then drops his hand to tug the material free, exposing me to his hot gaze. His knuckles continue to skim over my bare skin, and then he wraps his hand about my throat, stroking his thumb against the wild beat of my pulse.

He squeezes, just enough to make it harder to breathe as he leans his head to mine. “Want to fucking play, little Rose?” He runs his lips down my cheek to the corner of my mouth. “That it?”

“You think you’re the boss of me?”

He laughs, low and dirty. “Iamthe fucking boss of you.”

Niko’s other hand slides up my thigh. He doesn’t move my hand gripping his cock, and I squeeze and release, squeeze and release, wanting to rile him higher, push him to breaking.

Beyond the alley, voices filter in. There are people right there, and if they look…

My skirts climbs higher as he pulls it up, and the cool night air ghosts over my upper thighs.

“Part your legs, Rose.”

My heart stutters and my pulse catapults. His hand slides up as I do as he commands. He’s tucked the skirt of my dress into the top part, exposing me completely, and memories slam into me, of when he stripped me naked and fingered me to orgasm in the hall of his home—our home—and then paraded me naked in front of his guests.

That one time.

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