“Start,” I challenged.
I shifted my weight slowly, rolling my hips once in a teasing grind.
The movement pressed my core firmly against the thick, rigid line of his cock, feeling every inch of him straining hard beneath the thin fabric of his sleep pants and the silk of my gown.
My pulse spiked, a sharp rush of heat flooding between my thighs.
It wasn’t just fear — it was the dangerous thrill of pushing him, of feeling exactly how much he wanted me despite everything he said.
My heart hammered violently.
What if he snapped?
What if he grabbed me, flipped me over, and punished me for daring to tease him like this?
The thought made my stomach twist with nervous excitement.
But I didn’t stop.
“Elena,” he growled, the sound rough and strained, like he was barely holding himself back. “You have never been touched by a man.”
“So what?” I whispered, pressing my palms flat against the hard, carved planes of his chest.
His heart was hammering — fast, erratic, completely at odds with his controlled voice.
Beneath me, his cock jerked and thickened even more, pressing urgently against my pussy as if it had a mind of its own.
“The only reason I haven’t buried myself inside you and fucked you raw since the first night you shared this bed,” he rasped, hands clenching into fists at his sides, veins standing out on his forearms, “is because I won’t be your first. I don’t deserve you... and you don’t deserve a man like me.”
I didn’t flinch.
His body was screaming the opposite of his words.
“So you’ll never fuck me?” I asked softly, hips still subtly rocking against his throbbing length.
The silence crackled between us.
“Then why make me sleep here every night?”
My fingers dug lightly into his chest. “Why keep me in your bed if you refuse to claim me?”
His chest rose and fell beneath my hands.
Steady again.
Like he was regaining control.
In one fluid movement, he reversed our positions.
My back hit the mattress.
Air left my lungs in a sharp breath.
Before I could recover—his weight came down over me.
Dominant.
His hand closed around my wrists in one swift motion.
