“You’re infuriating,” he said, his icy blue eyes piercing straight to my soul. Seeing me, analyzing me, tearing me apart.
“And you’re an asshole.”
We were at an impasse. He hadn’t let go, and I couldn’t leave unless he got out of my way. I expected more banter or insults to be tossed around, or for him to finally blow up and storm off. Or maybe he’d squeeze his hand tightly one good time and snap my neck.
The last thing I expected was for his mouth to crash down against mine.
My eyes flew open wide and I froze, my brain struggling to process what was happening.
Revel was kissing me? When we’d been fighting seconds ago?
Surely this is another dream…
But even as the thought crossed my mind, I knew it wasn’t. Everything from his scent to his hand around my throat felt way too real. The heat flooding my system and churning through my veins threatened to set me on fire.
I should have pushed him away or bit his fucking tongue, but I was kissing him back before I could help it. My lips chased his in a frenzied dance, our teeth clashing together.
I hated him.
Iwantedhim.
Shit.
Somehow his scent grew thicker, stronger, threatening to choke me faster than his hand wrapped around my neck.
He pulled away for a beat, probably to gauge my reaction, and I fisted the front of his jumpsuit, dragging him back. My instincts had completely taken over, crushing me with the desire to be closer to this alpha. Every inch of space between us was too much, and my pussy fluttered when he growled. Low and deep, the sound sank through me.
“This changes nothing,” he bit out.
“It better not,” I breathed as he finally let go of me. He unzipped the front of his jumpsuit, shrugging out of it at the same time he kicked off his boots. He was left in a white T-shirt that clung to his muscular frame and black boxers.
His eyes never left mine as he backed me up against the cabinets, like a predator preparing to pounce on their prey. Once I was pinned, he grabbed the front of my unlaced dress and shoved it down, exposing my chest. I gasped, but he swallowed it with a kiss before his massive, calloused hands grabbed my breasts. He squeezed them, rolling my nipples between his fingers, and I whined.
My thoughts short-circuited.
Alpha.Alpha. Alpha.
Knot. Knot. Knot.
Did I even know what to do with a knot? No, but I wanted it.
It didn’t matter that I’d never gone this far with anyone before; my omega instincts had taken over, driving my actions. They had consumed every part of me, chasing off any whispersof panic and worry, determined to get what they wanted. Which, apparently, was this alpha’s knot.
I had no idea what I was doing. If Revel expected an amazing fuck that was going to blow his socks off, I doubted he’d get it with me. Still, that didn’t hold me back. I grabbed his shirt, begging him closer, before trailing my hands up his arms and over his shoulders.
A growl rumbled in his chest, and he pulled away abruptly, leaving my lips aching. His icy blue eyes locked with mine.
“Tell me to stop,” he demanded.
I blinked up at him. Was he insane? My body was on fire, slick soaking my thighs, and he wanted me to walk away?
Not a chance.
I shook my head adamantly. “No.”
The growl in his chest grew louder, sending shivers down my spine. “Tell me you don’t want this.”
Rather than answering, I grabbed the dress still hovering around my hips and shoved it down. The fabric fell into a messy heap at my feet, leaving me in nothing but a thong and fishnets. Revel’s gaze darkened with lust as his eyes dragged down my form and crawled back up.
