Page 10 of Defiant Queen (Mount Trilogy 2)
If he fucking touched her . . .
Keira laughs, a harsh edge breaking through. Instead of bouncing off the walls, the sound is absorbed by cracked drywall and peeling paint. Her ceiling fan clicks as it rotates while I wait for her to respond. She wraps her arms around her middle, and I wonder how close she is to her breaking point.
“Don’t you know everything?” she snaps back.
I whip my phone from my pocket and hold the screen toward her. The secured website only I can access with the camera footage of her apartment and rooms in my home is up on the screen, just as it was in my Spyder as I broke every law to get here as fast as possible.
Keira jerks her head back. “What is that?”
“Video feed. I can either watch the rest or you can tell me what happened. Either way, I’m getting every detail. Now tell me, did he fucking touch you?”
Fury blazes in her green gaze. “How dare you invade my privacy? Where are the cameras?”
“Did he touch you?” My question comes out as a dull roar, but in this neighborhood, the residents wouldn’t dare interfere.
I wait for her answer, ready to repeat it again. I have to know. I have to hear it from her.
Her jaw muscle ticks before she replies. “No, he didn’t touch me. He doesn’t want me! He never wanted me. No one does.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.”
That hard-edged laugh of hers grates on my nerves before she speaks once more. “I’m just a game to you.”
Her words are fuel on the fire already burning in me.
“You don’t have a goddamned clue what you are to me. You don’t know a fucking thing.”
“Bullshit.” The word is a challenge, and her green eyes flash like emeralds before she continues. “I bet right now all you want to do is beat me until I tell you everything you want to know.”
I move toward her, one measured step at a time, until her spine touches the wall directly across from the door of her tiny bedroom.
“Wrong. I want to spank your ass for putting yourself at risk, and then I want to fuck the hell out of you so there’s no question in your mind about whether I want you. Maybe then you’ll finally realize who you belong to.”
Her nostrils flare. “I don’t belong to anyone. I’m not a goddamned dog.”
“No, but you’re still fucking mine.”
Her hand flings out just before her palm cracks across my cheek.
Keira
Holy shit. I slapped him. I actually slapped him.
Before I can snatch my hand back, Mount captures my wrist.
“Only you would dare.” His voice rumbles even deeper than before as I attempt to dart around him, but he snatches my other hand and pins them both against the wall over my head. “Fucking hellion.”
His declaration from moments before roars through my mind like a freight train at top speed.
“I want to spank your ass for putting yourself at risk, and then I want to fuck the hell out of you so there’s no question in your mind about whether I want you. Maybe then you’ll finally realize who you belong to.”
I should be feeling terror as this brutal man pins me against the wall, but raw emotion claws at my insides, and it has nothing to do with fear. No, it’s anticipation at the thought of him following through on his threat.
> He’s turning me into someone I don’t recognize.
“Let me go.” I voice the demand, but there’s no power behind it.
He lowers his face to mine and whispers a single word. “Never.”
