“I didn’t mean to,” Elena whispered as she tore her eyes away from his, staring at her empty plate. Tears made her vision shimmer, but she blinked them back. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hurting her.
If he wanted to lock her away like some kind of beastly toy, only brought out when he wished to use her, there was nothing she could do about it. Best she try to avoid that scenario all together.
“Didn’t you? I mean, what with your grand fortune and all.”Leon scoffed, setting his napkin aside in favor of lazing in his chair, for all the world a king surveying his puny subject.
“I just wanted the money owed me,” Elena said, throwing her napkin onto the table and standing. Wavering at the last, she clung to the chair as she stood behind it. “I would think you’d prefer I not be a burden to your accounts. Besides, it was never supposed to go to you.”
Leon laughed outright, the sound large and bold as it burst through the room. Cold and cruel, too. “Who did you think he would send it to?”
“Me.”
“You’re a mated Omega now, little Miss Costanzo. Everything you are and have is mine now.”
“If I’m your mated Omega now, then why are you still calling me that,” Elena demanded, gripping the chair until her knuckles blanched. He infuriated her, made her feel all out of sorts, and it only angered her more that he could do so.
“You want my name so badly,” he growled, and then he was out of the chair. Stalking towards her and grabbing hold of her arms before Elena could even react to his nearness.
In a single movement, he had her lifted against his body, her limbs having no choice but to go around his torso. Hanging off of him with her legs spread wide around his middle so that her skirt rucked up high on her thighs. He made a savage sound deep in his throat as his hands came around to cup her backside.
Gods help her, but a fire burst into life deep inside of her. It licked along her veins and sent simmering heat over her skin. Elena whined as he took the first step, bouncing her against the hard planes of his stomach. Pleasure unlike anything exploded. Fireworks shimmering behind her closed eyes as he took another step and another.
Up the stairs and into the bedroom, he followed her down onto the bed. Never once letting her go as he dragged her into the center of the bed. Grinding his hips against her, making herfeel every hard inch of him as he rubbed against something tender and swollen.
It did anything but hurt.
Elena gasped as his hand folded over her breast, kneaded the soft flesh with gentle fingers. It wasn’t at all like before when he hurt her. She came alive under his touch, back arching to give him more access.
The brush of his lips startled her, but he was there in an instant. Covering her mouth with his. Delving deep inside of her and withdrawing, a mimicry of the act she knew he wanted her to perform. It should have scared her, but she found a moan on her lips instead as she chased him. Luring him back to lay waste to all of her defenses. The scent of evergreens potent and strong all around her as she clung to the man above her.
She hated the clothes between them, wanted to feel the rough rasp of his palm on her skin instead of hearing it as it sighed against cloth. Offering him a plaintive whine, she felt his smile against her lips. Tried not to envision the cruel smirk that it was.
It all just felt so damned good.
Only instincts.
It didn’t matter anymore. Not as he ground his hips down against her, smashing that pleasurable point between them. An airy sound escaped her throat as her hips lurched in response. The spun sugar sweetness of her excitement filled the air and Elena could feel the wetness coating her sex, staining her underwear.
His hands became impatient, tugging at the sleeves of her dress, digging into her back as he wrenched the zipper down. Careful of the garment until it caught at her shoulders. With a primal sound, he ripped it away. Ruining it in one fell swoop before tearing it from her body and down her legs.
Clothed only in her underwear, Elena thought to be shy. Hands fluttering in agitated fits over her breasts and sex, shetried to hide from him. That angered him, grabbing both of her wrists in one giant hand to haul them up over her head. Pinning them there until Elena arched and whined as the small bones ground together.
“Let me see you,” Leon husked though his head dipped down so that he could mouth the side swell of her breast.
The nip of his teeth made her keen. His tongue licked away the sting before he turned to the other, giving it the same treatment. Then he was pulling her bra off, snapping delicate lace under his eager hands.
When she lay most of the way bare, he sat back. Made a sound she’d never heard before.
The bone deep growl worked its way through her spine, flowing through the cradle of her hips and into her legs. Opening her to him as a flower to the sun as she whined and tugged at her arms. Twitching against the lascivious sound, she arched into the slow grind of his hips. Pleading without words, begging for more.
Elena bared her teeth as he put space between their bodies. Growling at the male many times her size as if she had any power in this exchange.
His smile was a fierce thing to behold, sharp as any knife as his free hand ripped open his clothes. He sent buttons flying in every direction as he bared his chest then moved on to the belt at his waist. Shucking his clothing off, he brought his body down against hers.
Elena moaned at the first touch. So hot he burned, the rough rasp of his hand gliding over the curves of her side and up to her breast broke down any defense she ever had. When his lips descended upon hers once more, she was lost.
He called to her again, stronger, louder. A wave of slick answering his demand as Elena keened and writhed beneath him. She gave a tentative lick to his lips, sliding her tongue over his to urge Leon into doing more. Showing her more pleasure.
Then she felt it against her thigh. His hand stealing between them to wrench her underwear to the side, he notched the broad crown against her opening.
