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The thrill of the challenge raced through me and my cock got impossibly harder. There was something about this woman that spoke to me.
“What the fuck are you doing in my apartment,” she snarled at me, holding the knife up as though to make sure I’d seen it.
The fucking thing was huge, no one would have missed it, gleaming there in her hand. An evil smile stretched my lips. Her presenting it to me told me that she didn’t really want to use it on me. Not wanting to gut me and being unwilling to do so were two totally different things, though, which I learned when I stepped toward her then had to block her hand when she thrust the knife toward my body. Fuck, she was fierce. I loved it. My dick kicked behind my zipper as she tried to kill me.
I knocked the knife out of her hand and caught her by the wrist, pulling it behind her and spinning her until her back rested against my front. She sucked in a breath when she realized the position I’d put her in. I had her right arm wrenched up high at the small of her back, causing her to stand on her tiptoes to relieve the pressure. It completely immobilized her unless she was willing to break her arm to escape me. I brought my other hand up to the column of her throat, using that to pull her back more firmly against me. Her pulse fluttered wildly under my fingers and our gazes locked in the mirror again.
“I thought I told you to stay away from Dante?”
Her mouth dropped open as she processed the words I breathed into her ear. Shock and indignation warred across her pretty features. “You broke into my home to warn me to stay away from your brother?” She shook her head. “Are you insane?” When I didn’t answer, she continued, “I’m not interested in him. He’s safe,” she said dryly.
I smirked at her and let my eyes roam down the reflection of her body. Her tits were heaving under the towel that was held together by nothing but a small knot tucked between them. She was putting on a brave face, but I’d unnerved her. It was something I excelled at. “You may not be ‘interested’, but he is.”
Her brows puckered together low over her eyes. “Well, that’s not my fault. I’m-”
“Mine.”
She stilled even more when I interrupted her. “What?”
Instead of answering her I slid my hand from her throat and untucked that knot. The towel fell away, catching between our bodies and hanging there uselessly. I swept my gaze over her, but relaxed my hold on her wrist slightly so she could ease off her toes.
She was fucking perfection. High, full tits that were blushed pink from either the hot water from her shower or the embarrassment of standing here naked in front of me. They were tipped by equally pink nipples that beaded, despite the fury that was spitting from her eyes. The tattoo running down her side caught my attention, but I didn’t take the time to study it. There would be plenty of opportunity for that later.
Smiling at her, I lazily brushed my thumb over her taut peak and felt a deep sense of satisfaction as it hardened further. Her other hand grabbed my forearm when mine slid over her stomach and down toward her pussy. As if that would stop me from taking what was mine. Her skin was silky beneath my palm as it continued its path, despite her nails digging into my skin.
“Stop,” she said. Her voice was husky, breathless, and her eyes pleaded with me.
Raising my head, I spun her again and pinned her against the wall. When she fought me, I caught both hands, securing them above her head with one of my own. I cupped her jaw and looked down into her deep blue eyes. They were dark, stormy with the emotions she was feeling. I could tell she was turned on, but it confused her. Good. I wanted her off balance. Claiming her lips, I coaxed her to part them with my kiss. She held still at first as I brushed my tongue over hers, but with a strangled moan she finally met me stroke for stroke.
Our bodies were molded together, not an inch of space between us and I shoved a thigh between her legs. I swallowed her gasp as I ground my thigh against her pussy. I knew the rough scratch of my jeans against her tender flesh was driving her wild. Her breathing was heavy when I broke off the kiss and stared down at her.
“Tell me, and I’ll stop.”
Her brows drew together in confusion. I cupped her tit and plucked the nipple harshly, enjoying the way her lips parted and her eyes fluttered closed. “Tell…” She licked her lips. “Tell you what?” she breathed out.
“That you’re mine, Havoc.”
Her breath shuddered out. Indecision played over her features. She didn’t want to tell me that. She wanted me to stop touching her, and yet a part of her didn’t.
I reached down between us and rubbed my fingers along her folds. My thigh was preventing her from snapping her legs closed. She groaned and laid her head back against the wall as I circled her clit. She was already soaking wet. My cock throbbed in response. “Tell me. Tell me, and I’ll stop.” I knew she wouldn’t. I slid my finger down and let the tip slide inside of her.
“I’m yours!” she breathed out. We both were still except for our harsh, rapid breathing. I laid my forehead on hers, eyes closed, and worked to get my body under control.
I moved my hand back up to her chin and leaned back, forcing her to look at me. “That’s right.” Her eyes narrowed, anger flowing out from them. I hadn’t come here expecting to put my hands on her, but she was too hard to resist. Seeing her in that towel had stripped away every barrier within me. I’d never felt this gut-wrenching need that was wrecking my system—not even with Maria. Everything with my wife had been soft, innocent. I felt nothing soft or sweet right now. It was all a sharp, debilitating need—because of her. Rage and guilt swept through me.
I was a man and I had needs, so I never expected not to get hard for another woman after Maria. That was unrealistic. But, I never thought I’d claim another woman. Fuck them, yes, but keep them? Never. Until Havoc had plowed into me out on the sidewalk. Suddenly, I was claiming her to my brother. Making her admit it to me.
What the fuck was wrong with me?I was pissed at myself and taking it out on her as I shoved away from her. That didn’t mean I was willing to undo what I’d just done, though. She may not have recognized the implications of what she’d said, but the monster inside me did. She admitted she belonged to me. It didn’t matter that I’d all but forced her to. She’d just become mine, and soon I’d show her fully what that meant.
Silently, I stood there watching her as she eyed me carefully. There wasn’t anywhere for her to hide from me. My phone buzzed inside the pocket of my jeans, breaking our staring contest. “No one touches you,” I snarled at her before I left her standing there.
Chapter 14
Havoc
Retrieving my towel, I clutched it against my body as I watched Nico stroll out of my bathroom like he owned the building. My entire body was shivering and tingling. I wanted to lie to myself and say it was because he’d broken in and scared the shit out of me. The minute I took a step toward my bedroom I was reminded that wasn’t the truth. My pussy was so damp I could feel the arousal coating the insides of my thighs.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me. The sway this man held over my body was ridiculous. He had the power to shut down my rational mind with one touch, one kiss, and it terrified me.
