Page 44 of Relentless Sinner
He raises his thick brows and gives me a hard stare. “So you’d be okay with your husband sleeping with his assistant?”
A stab of envy stirs in my gut and I feel silly again because I should feel no such thing. “You’re not my husband. And even when we take our vows it won’t be real.”
With that easy grin languid on his face Jaxon makes his way over to me and stops a breath away, close enough that I can smell hints of his scent lurking beneath his aftershave.
“You know, it’s come to my attention that you’re not nearly as scared of me as you should be.”
My breath hitches. “You want me to be scared of you?”
“I’m not sure yet.” He reaches for my neck and slides his fingers around my throat. His grip isn’t tight enough to hurt mebut I’m aware that he could snap my neck with one flick if he wanted to. “That might be a problem for both of us.”
“Why?” I rasp, hardly able to get the word out.
“I like that smart mouth of yours,Krasota. I can imagine stuffing it with my cock for pissing me off. But I also like the fact that youthinkyou can hand me my ass, when you can’t.” He leans closer and hardens his gaze but that playfulness still shines in his eyes.
This isthatthing again. That thing he does that throws me and I can’t tell which emotion he’s displaying.
Now that I’m watching him do it again I think I’m right. Thisispart of his ploy. It’s like a predator chasing its prey before devouring it just to get a kick out of terrifying something weaker.
The only thing I need to be worried about when it comes to this man is danger.
My pulse quickens and I tremble under the weight of his stare as he switches his gaze to the place on my neck where his fingers are. His grip tightens and he reaches between us to grab the nightshirt from me.
“Give me back my shirt.” I sound like a mouse desperate to survive.
“No.”
“I need to put clothes on.”
“I like you better this way.”
He slides his tongue over his bottom lip and walks me back into the wall. Before I can get over the impact of him touching me he rips the towel off me, exposing my naked body.
I shriek and try to cover myself but he stops me by pinning both my hands over my head. Then he presses his body into me and looks down at my nakedness.
I writhe against him, trying to fight him off but all he does is smile at me with menace in his eyes. “Let go of me, you asshole.”
“No.” His voice is thick with raw desire. His gaze drops back to my body, taking in the sudden heaviness in my breasts and my tight nipples, then he looks down further to my pussy and smiles. “Like I said, I like you better this way.”
Damn it. I’m just as helpless as that first night. The only difference between then and now is that I felt like I had a little more control. This time I have nothing but the fear suffocating me and his scent of power overwhelming me.
“What are you going to do to me?” I whisper, taking in that hungry look in his eyes that makes me think he wants to devour me.
“Something I should have done long before now.”
Jaxon swoops down like a hawk and crushes his lips to mine, then he shoves me harder up against the wall and kisses me with such intensity that I forget to think.
The searing kiss makes my head spin, leaving me delirious. The place between my legs aches from the impact of his lips on mine and, just like that, I lose myself.
His hands slide up to my face, angling my jaw so he can deepen the kiss. Then he flicks his tongue through the seam of my lips and it feels like he claims my soul.
I think there was a point where I should have tried to resist or something.Anything.This man is my captor. But my body skipped over all those details and decided it wanted the malevolent devil.
His hands roam down my body, cupping my breasts. Embarrassingly, I moan into his mouth in response.
He moves away from my lips, guiding his kisses along my neck and down, down to take my right breast into his mouth. Then he sucks and I feel the pull from the tips of my toes right up to the top of my head.
The wild sensation makes me gasp and arch my body into his mouth.