Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

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That twitch came again. Heavy breaths followed as I pushed. He didn’t even look down. No, the hatred in my stare riveted him. Was he goading me? Pushing me until I cracked, until I said or did something that would give him leverage? I pushed my shoulders back and straightened my spine. Maybe I might makehimcrack instead?

I opened my knees, pushing them as wide as I could.How’s that you…you…fucking gorgeous piece of shit?I lowered my hand, slipped my finger underneath the lace cup of the bra, and eased it aside.

Anyone else might think he was unmoved. But not me. I saw all the signs. The way his eyes seemed to seize mine, as though he was desperate to lookanywhere elseand the deepening of his breath.

I was under his skin.

His throat muscles worked as he swallowed…then finally gave in.

I lowered my hand, dropping it to my thigh. “I think these are a little too tight, don’t you?” I dug under the folded satin bands that dug into the flesh of my hips.

“No.” His voice was throaty. “I think…” He met my gaze. “Iknowit’s the perfect fit.”

“Oh, yeah?” I whispered, almost daring him. “How about here?”

I tugged the elastic at the side of my pussy.Pull them aside.His command from moments ago in the bathroom filled my head. He liked to see….so I’d let him see. I slid my fingers in, finding my tender clit. Soft, swollen.Sensitive. My breath deepened. It wouldn’t take long. A few strokes, a couple of—

He moved fast, launching from the sofa to grab me around the shoulders and drive me backwards. My ass hit the floor, but he held the rest of me suspended.

“No,” he snapped, his eyes blazing. “Onlymyfingers belong there. Do you understand me?My fucking fingers.”

Anger flared. I was close to coming.

Close to getting exactly what I wanted.

And he saw it.

His lips quirked. “Are you feeling desperate and horny and pissed off?

I curled my lips.

“Good,” I bastard answered. “Now you know how I feel every time I look at you.”

My pussy throbbed all on its own.

No.

No.

This wasn’t happening.

He eased me back, then straightened. The bulge in his pants was right in my direct line of sight.

Oh, God.

“I want to fuck you. I want to lick you. I want to fill you with me over and over and over again until your belly grows with life. How do you feel about that, Helene?”

I lifted my gaze. “Good luck with that, motherfucker. I can’t have children.”

“Can’t?” He grabbed my arm and dragged me upwards until I met his stare. “Then I guess I’ll have to find that out on my own, shall I?”

One hard push and I stumbled backwards…toward the bedroom.

TWELVE

Riven

Mine.


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