Page 104 of Untamed Beast
“Is that a lie, too, Natalia? Some kind of fucked-up strategy in this game you’re playing?”
I shake my head. I’m a hopeless liar and I hate that he thinks I’ve become some kind of criminal mastermind. It’s like he doesn’t know me at all. I’m getting whiplash from the sudden lack of affection he feels for me.
Luckily, if there’s one thing I can prove to Leks right now, it’s that I want him so much it’s a need that goes against every instinct. Even self-respect.
I pull him close, tangling my hands in his hair and arching against his stomach. God help me, my nipples are already aching with heat as they scrape against his t-shirt.
A dark, furious hunger settles in his eyes. He brings a hand to tweak my nipple through the fabric of my top. I press into him, his fingers leaving indents in my soft flesh. His fingers graze my aching nipple, but he doesn’t give me the friction I’m craving.
His hands trace over me lightly, without trying to give me any pleasure. Like he’s assessing how much I truly want him, like it’s written all over me. Maybe it is.
And still, despite the fact he’s not touching me anywhere that should turn me on, the way his callousedhands skim over my body is making my skin heat and ache for him.
I let out a shudder as he traces his mouth along my jawline, as if tasting me. Slow-moving desire rolls like treacle through my veins, heating me from the inside out. His mouth drops to trace over the same places he claimed with his hands. My shoulders. The tips of my fingers. The hollow of my navel. Like he’s making an inventory of my body.
Soon my need for him is all-consuming enough that I forget where I am, forget what’s happening, and forget the restraint that should stop me from begging for the cock of a man who’s kidnapped me and accused me of something I didn’t do.
I grip his head with fingers laced through his hair, forcing his eyes to my face instead of my body. “Please, Leks.”
He looks at me for a beat, with a palpable mix of frustration and desire, and seems to make a decision.
“I had time to think, last night. I can’t be married to a traitor, Natalia. We’re getting a divorce. Unless it somehow comes out that you weren’t the one providing the information to Maksim. ”
A divorce.
The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind.
I can’t contemplate the idea of not being with Leks, not being his wife. I can’t return to my life before this, where everything I believed was a lie. The thought of separating from Leks makes me feel heavy with grief.
I know that he’ll find that it wasn’t me. But what if he doesn’t? What if the leaked information does stop, by coincidence?
“But…” he continues.
Hope flares in my chest.
I raise my head to look at him. He’s looking at me intently, with desire. “I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about this pussy, Natalia. I’ve been without you for two days and already it’s fucking with me.”
He leans over me, those deep blue eyes penetrating and hard, and my clit gives an involuntary flutter, even as his harsh words makes clear exactly how little I mean to him.
“There is no coming back from this. But you get a choice, Natalia. Two options. You can choose to be my slut or you can choose to have nothing to do with me. Understood?”
I look at Leks for the first time in days and see that he is serious.
All care, all emotion towards me, is gone. He wants me for sex and nothing else.
Maybe I was wrong to think that he ever loved me, that he could ever overcome our differences. All this time, while I got closer to him, while I let myself believe he loved me, he was just taking what he wanted from me without giving me a thing in return.
“Can’t I just go home?”
It’s a helpless plea, and an unwise one.
I realize my mistake as soon as I raise it. My home, my family, are exactly the reason that Leks is feeling so betrayed right now.
He chuckles darkly. “Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Got more information to spread to your Daddy about me? Gonna give him more of my secrets?”
“I told you I didn’t do that.” My voice is just a whisper now. I can feel how pointless it is to change Leks’s mind.
“And why would I believe you?”
