Page 98 of Fated to be Enemies


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I couldn’t start her on that, even if I longed to experience it with her.

“Everything,” she replied, fingers curling around my shirt, holding me to her.

“Boundaries, mi amore.” One of my hands slipped from her hair, down her neck, curving with the length of her spine until it came to a stop on her lower back. I wanted to feast on her bare skin, but I had to be patient. “You know how I work. Right now, all I can think about is fucking you into tomorrow. I need your limits.”

She leaned into me, eyes hazy with lust. “Don’t hurt me.”

My blood cooled a fraction. “Never.”

“I don’t like pain. I don’t think dying will change that,” she added. “I might not be opposed to bondage, though. Being tied up could be . . . fun.”

Gods. This woman. “Anything else?”

“Touch me,” she begged. “Fuck me.”

Her nails scraped over my back through the thin material. One hand clamped down on my shoulder, gripping the muscle in a vice-like grip. The other cupped the back of my neck, fingers latching on to the hair at the base of my skull to pull. I tilted my head back, and she arched up. Her tongue licked my parted lips, leading us into a heavy kiss.

My palm slid lower, taking a handful of her ass to press her closer.

Danni moaned, her already warm skin smoldering.

“The things you do to me,” I growled, carrying her toward the bathroom.

“Tell me,” she said. Demanded.

I flung the door open, and the handle burrowed into the drywall with a crack. “That first morning I woke up with you on my chest. You were so warm.” My cock throbbed at the memory as I stepped into the doorless shower. “I wanted to roll you onto your back and pull those skintight jeans off you.”

Lick her. Taste her. Consume her.

Danni dropped her hands to my waist, grabbing frantically for my shirt. I pressed her back against the tiled shower wall, pinning her with my hips before letting go. She wasted no time pulling my T-shirt over my head and flinging it aside.

“You didn’t know me yet,” she breathed. “We were still just a business?—”

I smothered her words with a kiss, then flicked the shower handle. Cold water drenched my back, running down my face and neck. Danni shivered, pressing closer.

“And yet I couldn’t stop myself from thinking of all the ways I could get you beneath me.” I grunted. “Your heat was almost unbearable because I finally had you right where I wanted. Wanton. Needy. Begging me to fuck you—but I could only touch. Sample. Nothing more.”

She shifted in my arms, pressing her wet core into the hardened bulge of my jean-clad cock. The pressure sent the beast in me spiraling.

“Show me,” Danni purred. A seductive siren, not knowing the power she held. “Show me what you wanted to do.”

With one hand, I hoisted her up, pushing her bare breasts into my face. My tongue whorled around one rosy-pink bud, pulling it between my teeth. Dannika hissed, her back arching. Her blue eyes were downcast, silently commanding me to keep going. Her lips parted in pleasure.

I maneuvered my free hand under her to unbutton my jeans. I shucked them down my legs, stepping out of one leg and then kicking the other away from the shower. The soaked lump of denim smacked against the tiles, then slid across the bathroom floor.

I released her nipple with a pop. Steam fogged the air. The tiles were warm when I pushed her back against the wall, angling our bodies so I could line up with her slick heat.

“Last chance, Danni,” I told her. Our eyes locked as my cock nudged her opening. “There’s no going back after I take you. No undoing it. You’ll be my mate in every sense of the word. When you’re pissed at me because I said something dumb, you can’t up and leave. There will be no sneaking out to run away. No House will take you. No person will compare?—”

She dropped her hips, seating herself on my cock. Those pale-pink lips parted in bliss. Her eyes rolled back. I couldn’t contain my own moan as I pulled out and thrust back into her. Tight, wet heat. Friction. I needed more.

“I’m already yours.” She groaned. “I chose you. Now fuck me like you own me.”

Lust made her bold. Before, I’d blamed it on the heat, but maybe there’d been more of her in there during that time than I’d thought.

Wrapping my hand around the bottom of her thighs, I pulled her legs apart, unhooking her ankles from the small of my back. “Don’t you fu?—”

Dannika’s words broke off in a delirious moan as I thrust slowly in and out, using the added space to brush against her clit. Her legs began to tremble, muscles coiling tightly. So close . . . so close . . .

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