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From one of the drawers, he produces a white plastic box with a large red cross on it. He places it beside me and, with trembling hands, he searches through it.
“You fell? Down the stairs?” He grabs a piece of gauze and tweezers and begins to pluck the large pieces of glass from my knees. “Fuck, Skye. If I’d known you were this clumsy—”
“I’m not clum— Ouch!” I attempt to snatch the tweezers away. “I’ll do it.”
“The hell you will. Look at your hands. They’re even worse than your knees. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
“Why are you so angry? It’s just a little blood.” As I say it, a few drops get on his crisp white button-up shirt.
“I’m angry because it’smyblood,” he hisses.
I frown, but he seems so frustrated with me, I don’t argue. Instead, I allow him to take care of the wounds. When he’s fully cleaned my knees, he gets a roll of gauze and wraps them.
“Give me your hand.” I do as he says, and he shakes his head. This time, it’s with disappointment, and for some reason, that bothers me more.
“I’m not clumsy, I swear. It’s just that the lights went out and it’s pitch-black down there and the damned door closed.”
“It’s spring-loaded to keep it concealed.”
“That’s dangerous. Someone could get trapped down there,” I add sarcastically.
“There’s an emergency lever inside.” He lifts his gaze to me. “What were you doing in the basement?”
I shrug a shoulder. “You said I could snoop.”
Finishing with that hand, he wraps it too, then takes a hold of my left. “I’ve been having issues with the breakers down there. If you decide to go into areas that aren’t part of the main house again, ask me. I’ll come with you.”
A burst of laughter bubbles from me. “You’ll come with me while I snoop.”
Tossing the last piece of glass into the sink, he begins to wrap the injury. “If you must, then I’ll have no choice. Otherwise, you’ll end up with a broken neck.”
“And you’d care?”
“It’smyneck. Or have you forgotten that you belong to me? That means when you hurt yourself, you’re damaging what’smine.” His voice rumbles on the last word, and it somehow infuses a deeper meaning into it.
Our eyes lock for a moment, then his drop to the diamonds at my throat. He touches the collar. “I don’t understand.”
“What?”
He peers down at the hand he’s holding in his. “Long ago, there was a tribe of warriors that drank the blood of their captured enemy. They said it gave them powers over them.” He lifts my hand and licks the beads of blood that have formed there.
I swallow hard, my mouth gone completely dry as I’m mesmerized by this act. The flat of his tongue is crimson as he rolls it back in and closes his eyes and tastes me. “You’re inside me now.” Then he looks at me with a dark hunger that stirs sensual heat in the pit of my stomach, and I believe it’s true, that somehow, he’s got some power over me.
“Arran,” I whisper.
He presses himself between my legs and leans in, his lips so close to mine, I can almost taste them. When he exhales, I inhale, taking him in.
I move forward a centimeter, close enough for the warmth of his lips to touch mine.
“Whether you ask for it or not, I’ll fuck you if you kiss me,” he repeats the warning he’s given me several times and will probably give several more. Because it seems that every day, I find myself in this position.
And because I’m still in denial about what I let him do to me being just as bad, just as much of a betrayal as anything else, I don’t move again.
His gaze drops to my mouth at the same time as he slides his hand under my skirt. “I’ll kiss you anyway,” he says, low and sinfully smooth. “Here.”
I shut my eyes as he shoves my panties aside and rubs the back of his knuckles softly over my slit. But I open them just as fast when he takes the backs of my legs and pushes them up, setting both of my feet on the counter. With my skirt gathered at my waist, I get a clear view of him bending over me and burying his nose in my pussy.
He breathes me in and moans as if my scent is intoxicating to him. Maybe it is. The effect he has on me is similar. A drug. A very bad, very dangerous and deadly drug.
