“It’s all I can feel, Brinley. All I can feel is you,” he muttered low at my ear.
My heels no longer touched solid ground, held high by the man who had me elevated to a place I’d never been. His hands firm and unflinching and strong.
As gruff and grave as his voice.
I trembled and shook, gasping for the oxygen that had become nonexistent. Lungs failing. Lightheadedness spinning through my brain as I was caught up in the perfect tumult that was Silas Mercer.
Who knew paradise could be so confounding.
He pressed himself against me as he gripped me tight through the tiny zaps and shocks.
I could feel the radiation of his need.
Greed dripping from his flesh and rocking his body, even though he was giving it his all to keep it contained.
And as he settled me onto unsteady feet, I knew he had every intention of walking. So I spun around, and I had his jeans unbuttoned and was on my knees before he even had the chance to anticipate what I had planned. Hazel eyes went wild with lust as I jerked his jeans down around his thighs.
“Fuck…Brinley.” His hands went to my face, holding on like he was going to stop me, but I already had his cock freed from his underwear and was gripping the long length of him in my hand.
He was rigid and hard and pierced at the tip.
A shattered breath left me at the sight of him. At the feel of him. At the fact that I was here, kneeling in front of him, and that was exactly where I wanted to be.
Silas hovered high. A foreboding figure that loomed. A brutal fantasy. Body littered in all that gruesome ink.
His teeth ground as he glared down at me. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Tell me you want it, too.”
He choked over a harsh laugh. “Don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than that smart mouth wrapped around my cock, but I don’t deserve that pleasure.”
“You told me you were going to mark me. Show me everything I deserved. I deserve this, don’t I? To give this of my own free will because Iwantto?”
Maybe it was underhanded.
Manipulative.
Because that was only a tiny part of it.
What I really wanted was to see him undone and completely at my doing.
I wanted to hear him moaning and begging my name.
I wanted him to surrender, too.
He had taps on my intention because his wicked mouth tweaked up at the side. “I think you just want to own me completely.”
I tipped my face up at him and gave him the best answer I could find. “I think that’s only fair.”
FORTY-THREE
SILAS
Nah,there was nothing fair about this. Brinley on her knees for me.
Stunning face tipped up in my direction with all those wild curls raining around her.
Gold-flecked eyes brimming all that fiery intensity.
