His fingers found my chin and tipped my face to his.
“Because I have wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw you.”
His mouth crashed to mine, and he possessed me completely.
My brain stuttered. I had a million questions—all of which Master Dorian knocked away with the heat of his lips and the stroke of his tongue on mine.
I didn’t fight him at all. I didn’t want to fight him.
Every bone in my body turned to gelatin, and I melted into him.
This didn’t feel like hate.
Not even a little.
His brutal kiss ate at my lips. I could feel his arms around me, and the man was hard, everywhere. I tried to keep my thoughts of this, kissing him, pressing against him, even fucking him, hidden from my own thoughts.
Now, with his mouth on mine, every bit of defense I had against him was gone.
His kiss moved to the column of my neck as he backed me against the closest wall.
Was this really happening?
My lips trembled. “Master Dorian—”
“Cut the shit, Kimber.” His breath was hot on my skin.
“Dorian…” It sounded strange and comfortable at the same time. “You don’t hate me?”
Pushing his hips into me, he nibbled at the tender skin below my ear. “Does that feel like hate?”
“It feels like…” I swallowed.
“Say it. I’ve heard you say every filthy word there is in my bed. Without me.”
“It feels like a cock I want.”
A shudder went through his body. “Do you want it?”
“Stop asking me questions,” I snapped and grabbed for the buckle of his pants. He chuckled.
This was really happening.
His hand was at the waist of my pants, working as fast as he could. Since I had already unfastened his, I slapped his hands away and took care of it myself.
While I was doing that, his hand found my breasts and kneaded them. He wasn’t tender but demanding. Almost desperate.
“You haven’t touched your mates since you put me in your bed,” I managed. “Why?”
Shoving the material down my legs, Dorian yanked one leg out of the confines of my pants. “Because I was trying to stave off my desire for you.”
My palm rested on the massive erection that was hot under his clothes. “Why are you afraid of your desire for me?”
He dragged his teeth along my collarbone, popping the first few buttons so he could reach more of my skin. “I wasn’t in control of it. I am not in control around you, Kimber. Staying away from you seemed smarter. Even if it meant I had to watch the twins enjoying you without me.”
I peeled the cloth away from him, and his massive cock fell into my hand. Heavy and thick, it was tempting in my palm.
Dorian’s mouth found my nipple through the cloth, and he sucked, hard. My pussy clenched with his attention.
