“Fair, but once I take off…” He let out a heavy breath and locked the door before lifting his head and letting me see darkness in his eyes. “Once I pull back the curtain, you’re going to see too much and I can’t put it back away then, Bev.”
I swallowed loudly and decided to accept this about him the way he had so much about me. I stepped closer and put my hand on his chest. “Foxy. I’m your foxy.” I searched his eyes. “Are you worried that I feel more for Winter if I was willing to say I’m his girlfriend?”
He growled and suddenly I was against the wall but gently, his hand making sure I didn’t get hurt. It was so his larger frame could trap me there and press his body against mine. “You’re my girl, Bevin Millen. You might be his too. Or Kelton’s. Or Wyatt’s again, but youare mine.”
Possessive. That’s what he was trying to hide.
He was possessive like his familiar. I actually felt like an idiot that I hadn’t seen this coming. Like… Duh. Of course.
Tigers wereinsanelyterritorial and possessive of their areas and resources. Yeah, a man with a tiger familiar would absolutely have that as part of his personality.
“I am,” I breathed.
His eyes flashed shock and then went back to that darkness with something new. Something I’d seen before but… Predatory.
I was seeing Sergey the predator.
“Are you into this, foxy?” he chuckled deeply as his hand that had blocked me from the wall moved to my hip and then under my shirt.
“I might be when it’s you,” I admitted, my heart racing. “I’m willing to try for you and see where the line is.”
He cupped my chin and leaned in so our lips were barely touching. “Be careful with that offer because I feelinsanein a way I never have before, and it’s—all the jokes I would be a possessive asshole because my familiar was a tiger and I always rolled my eyes. I never have been. Not until you. Now I’m—”
“It’s because you have to share me and I’m sorry about that,” I whispered, my heart hurting.
“No, it’s not,” he bit out before kissing me deeply.
So what did that mean? I wasn’t sure, but I melted into him and the kiss.
Apparently, I was totally into this if it was Sergey.
Oh fine, I would be if it was someone else too, but only if he—if things were different, but we weren’t even together.
Sergey pulled away and we were both breathing heavy. “Get undressed for your man and get on the bed. Tell me your body is mine to do with what I want because I always give you what you need and respect you. That you understand this is difficult for me and I can’t fucking pound all the assholes who talk about you because they don’t know I’m your boyfriend too.”
I nodded but then froze. “We just got done with yoga and—”
He smirked at me, that sexy smirk that made my stomach flutter. “Yeah, I plan on getting you even sweatier, foxy. Be a good girl and do what I say.”
My mouth went dry I was so fucking turned on. I moved away and yanked off my clothes, backing up to the bed. He approved from the way his eyes ate me up.
“Lie back and spread your legs. Tell me what I want to hear and that your pussy is mine.”
I blinked at him but did it. Wow, he was really… Yeah, okay, things had been difficult. I knew that.
And probably for a while now, especially after the whole Connor thing.
He seemed to realize this might be too much for me after what I’d been through, moving closer and gently touching my knee with a soft look. “We can stop anytime, foxy. I won’t get upset—I’m really touched and amazed you’ll even try this for my stupid, jealous ass when I should be a better man and be involved.”
“I get it’s for in here and play.”
He ran his tongue over his teeth. “I’m not sure it’s play. I just… I just don’t know. This is new for me.”
“Then please don’t hide it from me,” I begged. “We can figure it out together just like you do my stuff. I want to be what you need too, Sergey.” I reached up and covered his hand with mine. “I can be patient too. Don’t hide things from me.”
“I’ll try,” he whispered. “I’m not sure I’m okay with learning this about myself.” He leaned over me, spreading my legs wider and giving me a soft kiss. “Thanks for understanding.” Something filled his eyes again. “Now be obedient and my good girl who does what I say.”
“Yes, Sergey,” I promised.
