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A muscle jumped in his jaw.That’s right, we’re getting to the bottom of this.I lifted my manacled hands in front of me. “I’m done with this waiting. Kill me or read me the charges so I may stand a fair trial.”
“Fair?” he spat. In two steps he closed the distance. Rough hands gripped my arms and hauled me to my feet. My body was wrenched against his hard mass.
“Yes!” I bit back as he glared down at me. “What happened?”
I couldn’t have ground the question out any slower. As we stood at this impasse, I could feel his body’s reaction to me. Constantine wanted me. I almost whimpered in relief. Our physical connection had never been the problem; it was the dance of stratagems in our minds that always got in the way.
Please, listen to your body.The plea echoed in my mind. I knew we could work past whatever horrific event had unfolded. I tried to tell him with my eyes.
But our trance broke. Constantine removed something dark from his pocket, and I blanched as I realized what the cloth was intended for.
“I’d rather watch you as you kill me,” I snapped, shoving uselessly against him.
His lips parted, and his breathing turned ragged. “I won’t kill you, and I can’t hurt you. But someone needs to be punished.”
His response was damn near seductive. It might not be how he meant it, but I couldn’t help the rush of pleasure that flowed through me at his words. This was sick—twisted. And I wanted him so badly that I let him put me at a disadvantage. Jerking me around, he draped a folded piece of cloth over my eyes. The cool silk of the blindfold felt good against my hot face.
Yanking my cuffed wrists, Constantine dragged me away. I stumbled after him. My sore ribs protested, but I grit my teeth and didn’t give him the satisfaction of complaining.
There was an air conditioning unit in the next room we entered. The chilly blast rocked me, but then made me realize how gross my body smelt from the sweat and stale heat.
We stopped moving, and my breathing became shallow as my pulse beat wildly.What is he going to do?He’d confirmed what I already knew—he couldn’t hurt me. Then why did it feel like I was still in danger? A deer in the presence of a rabid wolf.
Through the thin padding of my bikini, he pinched my nipple. I cried out, pleasure sizzling between my legs.
“You’re going to reveal every secret you’ve ever had, Talia.” There was a click, and then a blade cut the ties of my swimsuit. Both pieces fell to the floor. A shiver skated over my skin, but not from the sudden temperature change.
“What do you want to know? That I came to seduce you, then kill you? You already know this, Constantine.”
At my defiant outburst, he caught my wrist and spun me around, yanking me against his body. The air left my lungs in a whoosh, and my side pulsed painfully. That iron grip that could easily take a life grasped my hair, pulling my head back and dislodging the blindfold. And then his lips crashed against mine. The kiss was ravenous. For a moment, I forgot all the aches and pains and fully lost myself to his caress.
“Your presence destroyed my life, and I need to get you out of my system,” he growled, his hand sliding from my hair to grasp my jaw.
Now the blindfold was pushed back, I met his blazing gaze. “You knew the stakes,” I hissed. “I’m a player in the game, and I switched sides. If the enemy made a move, it wasn’t in my preview. So punish me for my sins. Wipe the slate between us clean! I’ve been bad, such a bad wife—the most wicked of women. If you need an outlet, punish me for that. Burn me with your wrath, I’ll take it! But don’t you dare, for one second, punish me for the sins of my father. You’re better than that.”
“Am I?” he whispered, eyes flashing. “And are you sure you could take my anger? I won’t burn you, Talia. I’ll fucking incinerate you.”
My pulse hammered in my throat. Could I do this? Hell, the fact that I was considering something so twisted and so fucked up spoke about my dangerous mental state. But I didn’t care. Even though the saner part of my mind knew I shouldn’t want this, I couldn’t deny it excited me too damn much.
“Light the match,” I dared.
With a roar, he spun me around and pushed me against a mattress. Biting back the groan of pain, I collapsed on my still bound hands. This angle wasn’t unbearable for my battered side. The blindfold was yanked back into place before he clasped his hand between the base of my neck and shoulder. There was no time to think before he delivered a stinging spank on my ass.
I sucked in a sharp breath. “I thought you said you’d never strike a woman.”
In answer, he slid his hand roughly between my legs. I knew how damn wet I was down there, but his words made the moisture increase. “Such a dutiful little wife. Are you really prepared to take everything I give you?”
“I was supposed to sell my body to you. But I gave it to you because I thought you were my ally, so you know what, Constantine? Do whatever you want. It doesn’t matter.”
“Doesn’t it?” His fingers worked back and forth through my slick folds. “Well, fine. I’m going to take you hard as revenge for sowing chaos in my home.”
“Quit threatening and do it already then,” I snapped. “I want you to fuck me—hard!”
At my unabashed demand, Constantine withdrew his fingers. His palm came down hard and heavy on my ass again. The sweet, smarting tingle had me whimpering with need. Once—twice—three times, he spanked me. Each sting sent a wash of pleasure shooting through me. I ground my pelvis into the mattress, struggling under the need for release and the torment of its denial.
Stepping into me so his thighs were flush against mine, Constantine pulled my body off the bed and bent over me. A whimper escaped my lips as his rough touch skated along my side. He paused for only a moment before adjusting the stance so that no pressure was on my bruised ribs. I braced my bound arms on the mattress as he kneaded my breasts. He dropped his head, his hot breath brushing against the shell of my ear.
“What was your strategy?” he snarled, finger circling my clit.
