Pissed didn’t even begin to cover what I felt. Throughout the evening, Katy had been teasing me from afar. Knowing our conversation didn’t end well this morning and acknowledging she had all the rights to be pissed made me hold on to the last remnants of my patience. But the moment that lanky fucker started circling her, I well and truly lost my shit.
I had taken a photo of him discreetly and sent it to Ryker for further investigation. This asshole was certainly no local, and I wasn’t taking any chances with Katy’s safety.
As for Ms. Daring and Sexy, did she think I didn’t notice her body language around men? If she thought I didn’t, she was in for a rude surprise. By now, I knew she avoided men, keeping interactions with the male sex to a minimum. She conversed only with Gio and her brothers regularly.
Immediately, that annoying voice inside me whispered I was the only one she opened up to physically, and possibly more. That’s right, she did! And like a fool, I’d not let her in fully. Perhaps it was my guilt and jealousy that kindled my rage at the sight of the nerdy fuck talking to her. The audacity to pull her, to touch herwithout her permission nearly made me kill him right there on the bar stool.
Only Katy’s safety and the need to take her away from crowded places prevented me from causing him bodily harm. One solid punch and he’d have been left with a broken nose and impaired vision. Fucking idiot!
Closing the SUV door with a thud, I got into the driver’s seat. I reversed the vehicle before shifting the gear.
“What on earth is wrong with you, Barun? Both you and I know you didn’t have to threaten Ben. Do you think all this macho shit will hide your true feelings?”
Katy’s outrage only served to increase my fury. My hands tightened over the wheel as I steered the vehicle back to my cabin. I was afraid that if I spoke, I’d give in to the simmering rage and fuck her right there in the middle of nowhere.
Once I stepped over the threshold after Katy, I shut the door with my foot, locking the door behind me without looking. She turned around, stilling after seeing my face. Good!
“B… Barun?” She whispered, taking a step back.
“Do you want to repeat your statement now, Princess? While you’re at it, care to tell me why you tolerated that fucker’s company and touch? Especially when you weren’t into him?” I growled, pushing the sleeves of my red sweater to reveal my forearms.
I watched her shift her glance to my forearms before she looked straight at me. Holding her head high, she thrust her chin out. Brave!
“First, I am not a child. So stop treating me like one. You’re in charge of my safety. That’s all! Who I see or speak to or even potentially date is none of your…”
Before she could complete that sentence, I lifted her over my shoulder, spanking her ass. Once. Walking ahead into the living room, I dropped Katy unceremoniously on the couch before gripping her chin with my hand. “Do you want to complete that sentence?”
Mutely, she shook her head, her pupils dilated with desire and pleasure. Her breath was coming out in gasps, drawing my eyes to her impressive cleavage. Once again, a wave of possessiveness crashed over my body, making me want to spank her until she promised not to let any other man look or touch what was mine.
“Then why did you let him see this?” I traced the skin above the neckline of her dress. Immediately, her nipples puckered in response, making me wonder if she was wearing anything underneath.
“No,” she whispered, her eyes on mine. I wasn’t sure what she saw in my eyes, but instinctively she went back on the couch. Immediately, I followed her, my hand moving underneath her to tug at the tie-up back.
“Did you think I didn’t notice this dress? And your little games? Teasing me with those eyes and lips and your sexy curves?”
I heard her gasp and knew I had her with me. Clutching the dress from the front, I tore it with a single move, drawing a whispered plea from Katy.
Fucking hell! She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and her cherry tips were begging for attention. Bending down, I suckled one of them, hearing Katy’s whimper in response. She archedinto me, silently urging me to go on. Soon, her hands clutched my head as I alternated between her breasts, kissing, suckling, biting, and worshiping the curves that had set my blood on fire.
At the back of my mind, something was bothering me. Her writhing body beneath mine stopped the flow of those unwanted thoughts. Pushing the slinky material away, I gripped her thighs, pushing them apart. The tiny piece of triangle that hid her from me was one more fucking obstacle that seemed to block her from my touch. With a growl, I tore that tiny piece of fabric, wanting to touch her and taste her all at once.
My brows furrowed when Katy tried closing her legs. Looking up at her with a piercing glance, I caught her thighs with a firm grip. “Don’t hide yourself from me, Princess. What’s there is mine. Mine to taste and mine to fuck.”
“Yours? Really?” I watched my words trigger Katy’s anger, her dark eyes burning with flames of anger.
Using my distraction, she pushed me away, wrapping herself in the blanket on the couch. Sitting up, she inched away from me, clearly wanting space.
“Do you deny it?”
She laughed without humor; the sound piercing my heart like an arrow. “You cannot conveniently decide you want to take my brothers’ side after you taste me. Fuck me.” She used my words against me, making me flinch.
That’s when the persistent voice that had been nagging in my head woke up fully. It chose that very moment to remind me of what I’d said this morning. Fucking hell! The past few minutes flashed before my eyes, making me painfully aware ofhow I’d acted. Jealous. Possessive. Irrational. Like a fucking Neanderthal.
“Princess…”
Without a word, she got up, tightening the blanket around her like a shield. “If you ever choose me, Katy Falcone, over everything and everyone else, I’ll be upstairs.”
For the second time in twenty-four hours, she walked away from me, leaving me awestruck and fucking proud. I watched her march to the bedroom, taking the stairs, her entire being regal and breathtaking. At that moment, one thought rose above all others.If I were lucky enough to have her in my life, I would worship her for the rest of my life.
