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“What’s wrong, Elijah? Did I strike a nerve?”
He faces me, chest heaving, as his eyes swirl with glints of silver. “Stop being ridiculous.”
My grin grows wider as his eyes trace my body, cataloging how my nipples push the thin fabric of my shirt, how the elastic of my sleep shorts hugs my waist, and the muscles that pulse on my thighs. I move closer, and he takes another step back.
“Stop, Evelyn,” he says, straightening his shoulders. “You don’t want to do this.”
“Why would I do that? I just figured out how to tame you.” I smile.
In the blink of an eye, he rushes toward me. He grabs me by my throat and slams me against the wall, causing a piece of art to crash on the floor.
“Does this look tame to you?” he growls in my ear, squeezing his thumb and forefinger just below my ears.
My right hand grabs his side through his tattered shirt, and I dig my nails into his flesh. Still holding my throat, he moves away just enough to look down to where I’m grabbing him. I squeeze harder, trying to tear at his skin, and he grins.
“Make me bleed, Evelyn, and you will pay dearly,” he purrs.
I pull at his shirt, ripping it to expose more of his tattooed flesh, and he grips my throat tighter.
“I’m warning you,” he says.
I drag my nails deeply across his chest.
He hisses. “I fucking hate you.”
And he slams his lips to mine.
I bite on his upper lip, and in response, he sucks my lower lip into his mouth and bites me back. I whimper as he forces his tongue into my mouth with strong strokes, much how I would imagine his cock would feel in my pussy. His tongue ring clicks against my teeth.
Shamelessly, I dig my nails into his shoulders and kiss him back. He sucks on my lip and pulls away with a pop, dipping his head to run his tongue down the sensitive skin just under my ear.
“You are going to be the death of me,” he murmurs, sucking hard on my neck, and rips my t-shirt with ease.
I try to push off the wall, but he grabs me underneath my thighs, lifting me to his waist and pressing his cock into my core. My sleep shorts do nothing to stop the feel of his head pushing against my opening.
I claw at his back while he slides me against the wall toward the dresser, knocking over small figurines and whatever else is in his way. He lifts my ass to set me on the dresser and knocks me back into the mirror.
Flames burn over the trail his lips leave as they aggressively caress and suck over the hollow of my neck down to my breasts.
I cry out as he bites one nipple and tweaks the other one with his thumb and forefinger. I pull on his hair with full force in an attempt to get him to ease off my breast, but he just bites harder.
“Fuck,” I yell and feel his grin on my skin.
“As you wish,” he hums.
He moves his hands to my upper thighs, pressing his thumbs into my skin, spreading me apart as I frantically push on his shoulders, trying to get some space.
“Elijah, we can’t do this,” I plead.
“We’re not,” he replies. “We’re not doing anything.”
His thumbs continue to massage their way up my inner thighs, inadvertently spreading my lips as I push harder on his shoulders to try to stop him.
He nips and licks at my sternum and traces his way back up my neck. His tongue tickles the outside of my ear, sending shivers down my body, heating my core.
“Moan for me,” he whispers. He slides my panties to the side and swipes his thumb up my throbbing pussy.
I grit my teeth. “No.”
