Over her dead ass body.
The blog would be taken down, never again revealing the obvious bullshit sliding around in her muddled mind.
“Fine. Your family is off limits. Then we will talk about you and your needs.” He slid the second glass on the edge of the counter and dared to take another step closer.
“You bastard.” The two words were laced with anger, but there was no conviction behind them.
“I am that and many other things, as you well know. Dangerous. Hungry. Dominating. I am also exactly what you desire. Ask yourself, Sophia, weren’t you happiest when you were with me?”
Her mind simply reacted, taking a giant step forward, arcing her arm to slap him with extreme force.
Wrath grabbed and wrenched her hand, yanking her arm behind her. “That wasn’t being a nice girl, now was it?”
She heard the thud as he set the glass down, holding back a whimper that threatened to give her away. All her longing, herneeds were coming to a head. As he slowly maneuvered the gun out of her hand, she squirmed but he was far too strong, the pain in her arm biting.
“Guns are such dangerous tools,” he stated as he locked the safety, sliding the Glock around his back and into the waistband of his pants.
“Fuck you.”
He wrapped his other arm around her waist, pulling her back against his chest and walking her toward the oversized kitchen window. When he spoke, his husky words were whispered, lilting in his sensual Italian accent. “I know what you want, what you need, my sweet Sophia. You yearn for my touch, my firm hand to keep in line, to punish you and require your submission.”
“Get off of me.” She’d thrown all her years of training away for this one man, this hunter. This killer. She could never regain control.But you don’t want control. You want everything he’s saying.Shuddering, she shifted her gaze back and forth, trying to find another weapon, a distraction from his dominating hold over her.
“Take a look at yourself, Sophia. Look at the true woman. I can give you everything you’ve ever desired, the dreams you have at night, the longing keeping you wet, your pussy in desperate need. I will teach you, train you, and yes, I will punish you. You will be my greatest joy, my incredible submissive. What we shared before was merely the beginning.”
Was he actually serious? She stuttered as she locked on their reflection in the clear glass. He was just as gorgeous as she’d remembered, his luscious full lips meant for kissing during longwinter nights. The darkness in his eyes emitted the kind of unprecedented power that few men could ever achieve, leaving her wet and hot. She dragged her tongue across her lips, quivering in his hold. Even the touch of his hands was enough to tighten her nipples into hard peaks.
The man was trying to wreck her, strip everything she’d worked so hard to achieve out of her life. She couldn’t allow this to happen. She couldn’t fall prey to a man like Wrath.
Savage.
Hungry.
Unforgiving.
“Leave me alone, Wrath. I’m not yours for the taking,” Sophia managed, fighting her constant urges, the deep-seated longing that refused to be denied.
“Are you certain about that?” he asked, his heated breath cascading across her ear and neck.
Her panties were soaked, her blood pressure increasing, and all she could think about was the way he’d maneuvered her so easily, ripping away her mask of steel.
“You will never own me.”
“We shall see,” he whispered as he brushed the tips of his fingers down her neck, barely touching. “Everyone has a price.”
A price? What the hell was he talking about?
A white-hot searing of electricity rushed into every cell, every muscle in her body, making her weak. A single moan slipped past her lips as he crawled his hand down to her breast, running the tip of his index finger around her nipple.
Inhaling, he nuzzled close to her neck. “Mmm… You are aroused. Your fragrant scent is my aphrodisiac.” He placed his lips against her heated skin and squeezed her breast.
The action was painful, yet a flash of true ecstasy replaced her fear. She found herself arching her back as he fingered her hardened bud. A moment of clarity entered her system and she glared at him in the window. “You will go to prison for the rest of your life.”
“Maybe so, but first, you and I have a business proposition to discuss.” He stretched open his fingers and rubbed his hand down her stomach, tugging at the material of her cotton shirt.
“There is nothing to discuss but the admittance of your guilt.”Yes, you can do this. He means nothing to you.Her teeth chattered, and she wiggled, the move forcing his groin against her ass. He was hard as a rock, his cock throbbing through his pants. Breathless, she could tell her panties were soaking wet.
“That will come in time.” Wrath slid his hand under her shirt, caressing her stomach. “Should I give you a hard spanking? Turn you over my knee?” He swayed his hips back and forth.
