I wet my lips. They’re suddenly dry because this man makes me thirsty, delirious for more. I am not thinking clearly. My mind has taken a break as my body tries to escape the shackles.
Nothing could be bad because I want to try it all with him. He can smash my limits. I will break for him. That rush of endorphins is worth it because for a few blissful moments, I forget we’re forbidden. For those heavenly moments that we’re together, no one can take him from me.
“Oh, Mika, I’m not the one afraid here…”
Do I tease a beast in human form on purpose? Definitely.
His fingers curl around my neck, pushing my head back as he lowers his face to mine, his body shadowing mine. My heart thumps a wild rhythm, and goose bumps break out on my skin. I am dizzy on my feet, but that’s nothing new in his presence.
He cocks his head, eyes sparkling with awe. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
A cheeky grin tugs at the corners of my mouth. “For you?”
“For who fucking else if not for me?” he asks, his voice turning gravelly.
He has slipped more and more. Nothing compares to the feeling that our connection hasn’t been in my head but reciprocated from the very beginning.
“Mold me into whatever you want,” I say in complete surrender.
This is my gift to him—my body as his plaything. God knows I am a brat any other time, doing anything to get his attention.
His pupils darken, expanding over the silver. “Such a desperate little girl wanting to play in the big leagues.”
“It’s big all right, and I’m taking it just fine,” I say, my nails scratching along the vein on his cock. I own more than his attention. Right now, it feels as if I own his pleasure and so much more—his heart.
My world turns upside down, literally, when he throws me over his shoulder and brings me to his bed, tossing me onto it.
Yanking the drawer, he pushes a button inside, and the ceiling parts to reveal a mirror.
His tastes have always been different, more particular. I remember his father taunting him with that. How he likes his women in bed—sweaty, red, bound.
“Mika…”
“Yes, baby girl?”
“I want you to treat me like…” I can’t even say that. I yearn to please him, but at the same time I want to differ from everyone who came before me.
He understands where my thoughts go, his next gesture confirming it. Gripping my chin, he says, “I fucked for the sake of chasing another thrill, discovering another high. I didn’t even notice those women. They were good for only one thing. They weren’t mine. I didn’t care what would happen to them once they left my bed. But you, baby girl, are the exception—the heart that makes me still feel like a human.”
A tear slides down my cheek, and he dabs it away with his thumb. “I’ll give you everything I have. Don’t worry. I won’t treat you as though you’re breakable. I lose my mind when I’m inside of you. Just say stop. Promise me if it gets too much, you’ll stop me.”
Each of the four chambers in my heart overflows with a love so great that it floods my chest.
Lifting on my toes, I hold his face between my hands and brush my nose against him. “I trust you with my life, Mika. That is yours too—just like my heart and body. I am a silly girl who is jealous of irrelevant women who came and left your life before me.”
My face falls, my shoulders drooping with the weight of my shame. I have absolutely no reason to behave this self-consciously.
“Look at me.”
Without thinking, I lift my chin, which quivers as I witness all the love and passion staring back at me. It only makes me feel worse.
“It has only been you for me. No one else but you. I ripped through your virginity and claimed you as mine. After tonight, you will never think of who came before you. I can’t even remember anyone before you. There has been no one since then;all I remembered was being inside of you. I knew it was wrong, but fuck, it felt good. It has haunted me.”
His confessions have a way of simultaneously making me an emotional mess and fortifying my confidence like nothing else.
“What are you waiting for?” I whisper, plunging right into all that is Mika, knowing I am always safe, forever loved.
He lowers his forehead onto mine, his hot breath fanning my lips. “To drive you crazy like you’ve made me. I am banging on insanity’s door and don’t care because I know you’re waiting for me on the other side.”
