Her shoulders tightened at the brooding command in his tone, but she didn’t argue, not when he moved his hand to stroke across her hip until his fingers found the hot place between her legs once more. He teased her entrance from behind, never giving her the pressure she needed.
A low rumble came from her throat. “Kace, do it or I’ll find someone else.”
Kace continued his tease, letting a finger slip inside to the first knuckle, and then the second. It was supposed to be her punishment, but right then he felt like he was going to combust unless he felt her tight heat wrapped around him. “Find someone else,” he whispered, leaning forward until his head was beside hers. “And I’ll kill them.”
Her eyes glittered, and before she had the time to shoot him a sarcastic comeback he ripped her underwear, the fabric falling away to expose her, slick and swollen. He smiled at her in the reflection, and it wasn’t friendly as he finally released himself, pressing the tip of his cock at her entrance.
“Keep quiet.”
Her eyes closed, a groan vibrating down her until he felt it along his cock.
“Eva,” he growled, hands moving down to grip her hips. “Eyes on me, now.”
Her eyes snapped open, and in one thrust he was inside her, and he never wanted to leave.
Chapter17
Eva
Eva had never felt herself stretched to the absolute limit, and Kace didn’t give her any time to adjust to his size before he moved in such powerful thrusts, she had to steady herself with the sink.
He fucked as if he hated her, rough and without restraint. It was exactly what she wanted, what she needed, as he reached places inside that she never knew existed. Everything was more intense, the eye contact heightening the experience until she felt every inch of him going in, every hot breath against her back and every stroke of his fingers along her sensitive skin.
It was too much, the pleasure, the dominance as he watched her with green eyes hiding something dark, something mysterious that had fascinated her in the first place. Her orgasm was close, lower stomach tingling as her thighs trembled. Without thought her eyelids fluttered closed, and Kace stopped completely, just holding himself inside as she begged for her release.
“Eva,” he growled, and if she hadn’t been so turned on, she would have called him an arsehole, or worse. The man infuriated her, but right then she didn’t care, not when he made her feel so alive. She was stretched almost to the edge of pain, his grip on her hips bruising and she loved it.
Licking her lips she smirked, keeping her eyes closed for just a few seconds more, wanting to see if he reacted.
He pulled out fully, leaving her achingly empty.
Letting out a cry she finally opened, watching him through lowered lashes in the reflection. His gaze was even more intense, his irises seeming to glow a slight silver rather than his usual green. She would have thought more on it if she wasn’t so distracted by his lips. He had such luscious lips for a man, soft compared to the sharp angles of his face. She wanted to bite them, to mark them.
“Last warning.” His hand released her hip to move around the front to circle her clit.
With a moan she finally lifted her eyes to meet his, and he pushed inside in one thrust, his thumb pressing her little bundle of nerves at the exact same time. Her orgasm was forced from her, so powerful it stole her breath, her body convulsing as Kace kept moving his hips. Eva collapsed on the sink, her legs weak as she rode the aftershocks, able to feel every ripple as his cock pulled more pleasure from her.
A hand wrapped in her hair, pulling her back up to face their joint reflection. She had nowhere else to go, unable to look away from Kace even if she had wanted to. His expression should have scared her, but instead she clenched around him, enjoying his groan as he pumped his hips even faster. His cheeks were flushed, delicious lips parted slightly and his eyes were now entirely silver, almost liquid.
Another orgasm tore through her, and just as it peaked, Kace stiffened with a groan. She couldn’t control her cry, nerve endings on fire as he pulled her until her back touched his chest, another hand pressing against her lips, keeping her quiet.
So she bit him, drawing enough blood that she licked across his palm and felt him jerk inside her, still heavy despite the wetness that was leaking from between her thighs. She should have felt embarrassment, but instead she felt relieved. For a man who was so cold, his touch burned.
His dark red hair was deliciously tousled as they both stood fully dressed, her dress still in one peace because of the high splits. Eva couldn’t stop her smile, and then her grin. She must have looked mad when laughter bubbled, the idea that she was thankful for the dress Augustine had picked out so she could have sex with a man who she didn’t even like. Kace didn’t seem to understand her sudden eruption of giggles, and she couldn’t really blame him.
He pulled his hand away, and Eva tried to hide her disappointment.
“Well that was… nice,” she said, before laughter exploded once more.
Nice?she thought. It was the best sex she’d ever had, and it was in the bathroom of an expensive restaurant where only a short distance away her ‘Master’ was entertaining.
“Nice?” Kace’s lip lifted as he stepped back, fastening his trousers. Her eyes dipped, only just realising he wore fighting clothes, the leathers a second skin that emphasised the sheer size of his thighs. She should have really noticed considering she was straddling them only moments before.
“You have a habit of ripping my underwear.”
“I don’t like obstacles.”
Another laugh, which was the most she’d laughed in months. She was happy for the first time in as long as she could remember, or she’s totally lost it. Likely the latter option.
