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“Liar.” He pressed closer, so close his cock brushed my ass.
The fingers of his free hand danced down my spine, teasing, as the other hand pried the zipper down. A shudder rippled across my body, sending goosebumps cascading down my arms.
He must have noticed because a sinful chuckle echoed behind me, spilling his warm breath across my neck. My goosebumps now had goosebumps, and I was a quivering mess as the zipper streaked down the last few inches.
The silky dress sloughed to the floor with awhoosh.
“Mmm, that sound, Red, so fucking satisfying...”
A warm tongue dragged down my spine, and my knees wobbled, my legs morphing to jelly. His lips moved to the crook of my neck, lavishing my sensitive skin. He sucked and nibbled, and despite my brain screaming at me to tell him to stop, my raging hormones kept me fixed to the spot.
His arm snaked around my waist, and he pressed his hand to my belly. Splaying his fingers, he ran them beneath the skimpy band of my lace thong. “You sure you don’t like this?” His voice was rough, his haggard breath spilling across the shell of my ear.
“Nope,” I rasped out.
“What about this?” His finger dove deeper, sinking between my damp folds.
I whimpered.
He let out a ravenous growl as that wicked digit found my slick heat. “Such a little liar, Red.”
My hips bucked, craving the friction of his palm.
He slowly withdrew his finger to the tip, before thrusting again, this time with two. Withdrawing one, he teased my clit, drawing slow circles. My hips followed the rhythm of his sinful rotations.
Killian removed both fingers, and I groaned, actually whined like a needy bitch. His hands clamped around my shoulders, and he spun me around, pinning me in his dark gaze. His fingers grazed my throat, settling on the pulse at my carotid artery.
He closed the space between us, his head lowering toward mine, filling each of my inhales with his warm breath. His tongue flicked out and ran across his bottom lip.
Memories of that same wicked tongue between my thighs bombarded my mind, and I almost begged him to drop to his knees and devour me again.
Or to spread me out on the bed and do all the sinful things he’d threatened to do.
What is wrong with me!
I shouldn’t want him.
But gawd help me, because I did.
Badly.
As if he heard every corrupt thought spinning through my mind, a savage grin curled the corners of his lips.
“I promise you, Red, I will fuck you.” His mouth brushed mine, a featherlight touch that made me wonder if it even happened. “But just so that we’re clear, it won’t happen until you beg for it.”
Then Killian spun away, the movement so quick and unexpected that my body pitched forward at the loss of his. My mouth dropped as he disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me flushed, breathless, and aching for more.
Thatbastard.
CHAPTER 33
A MONSTER & HIS PRETTY CAPTIVE
Killian
Lexi was sound asleep by the time I returned to our room after taking a long walk to calm the storm of lust brewing inside me. If I hadn’t put some space between us, I would have tossed her on the bed and fucked her right then.
Unfortunately, the walk didn’t help. My cock still screamed to be buried inside her, and those soft little noises she made while sleeping only intensified the urge.
