Page 143 of Eternal Craving

“Try to see things from my side.”

“When you don’t let me in, I can’t.” I pulled away from her.

“And why are you bringing Marcus into this?”

“Sunaria, too many questions.”

“You trust him. Why don’t you trust me?”

“Get dressed.” I led her away from the door.

“I’m not going with you.”

“Then meet me there.”

“I refuse to go.”

“I’m not asking you, Sunaria” I snapped. “I’m telling you.”

She jerked away from me. “You can’t order me around like this.”

I took hold of her shoulders and sat her on the bed a little too forcefully.

“Why are you being like this?”

She tried to get up, but I pushed her back down and held her there. “Because I don’t trust you.”

“You can’t take the Creda on by yourself. As for Delacroix, we both know what he’s capable of.”

“I’m going to right your wrongs.”

She slapped me.

The look I gave her caused her to freeze. Unable to push me off, she turned her head away. I lifted the hem of her dress and reached between her thighs. She struggled, unable to break free. My fingers found their way to that softness, and I excited her there with a perfect rhythm, expertly pleasuring her.

She couldn’t know that I was doing all this for her.

My love for her felt like a tender agony. Pressing my lips to hers and then gliding down to her throat, not in hunger, but in reverence, knowing that to love her fully would damn me to her darkness.

She arched her back and my mouth pressed against hers again, kissing her leisurely, skillfully indulging her as I controlled her with a firm touch, my fingers wet from her arousal.

“I forgive you,” she whispered.

I wrapped my left arm under her waist, shifting her up, all the while prolonging her excitement. “But the question is,” I said as my fingers plunged into her, “do I forgive you?”

My fangs grazed her nipple and I suckled it through her chemise, feeling it harden in response, all the while pumping my fingers. My thumb firmly rolled over her moistened bud, her hips rising to greet my thrusts, her exotic perfume mixing with her rich fragrance, and flooding my senses.

Loving you is like stepping into the abyss.

Her thoughts or mine?

Although Sunaria kept me at arm’s length, not so for the way I penetrated her now, breaking down her last defense. My hand worked to persuade her to trust me. I felt her quivering against my fingertips, appreciating every nuance of her. I resisted the ache of my own hardness. I just wanted her to give herself over to me entirely.

Sunaria’s sigh became a throaty groan, and her thighs shuddered as she came, trying to catch her breath as I stole it from her with a kiss.

I slapped her buttocks playfully.

Sunaria stared at something behind me, and I turned to see Rachel in the doorway. Sunaria yanked down her dress.