Page 85 of Cruel Honor

“I want to make you mine in other ways. Will you let me?”

“You’re asking for my permission?”

“I’m not a savage, Evie. I want your consent. I don’t find pleasure in taking a woman against her will.”

“Except in marriage.” I can’t help it. I still have to give him a hard time about it.

I can hear the smile in his voice as he responds. “Except in marriage.” His fingers skim along my inner thighs, causing goosebumps to break out on my skin. “Let me touch you, Evie. Let me make you feel better.”

I do want to feel better. Tatiana’s death is the scariest thing I’ve ever been through. Not even Dima or Abram scared me as much.

I was a passive prisoner to them, but with Tatiana, I was an active participant.

Dimitri is asking me to be an active participant now. All I have to do is tell him yes.

The word is on the tip of my tongue.

“Yes.”

He finally places his fingers right between my legs.

My hips buck up from the unexpected pleasure of it. I’ve tried touching myself before in the privacy of my bedroom after reading some spicy books, but my own touch was nothing compared to Dimitri’s.

His fingers are rough and soft at the same time. He begins rubbing me over my underwear. I gasp and arch my back. My face is so hot that it’s uncomfortable.

He increases the pressure on my body, rubbing me more firmly. Every motion of his fingers sends a spike of pleasure through me.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you.”

“Charmer,” I gasp out.

“You know it.”

His finger slips into the waistband of my underwear and skims my lower stomach. I gasp loudly, and I’m expecting Katya to hear, which would just be embarrassing.

“I want these out of the way,” he growls, grabbing my panties and ripping them down my legs. The cool air hits my lower body. I’ve never been on display like this.

It’s exhilarating.

Dimitri pushes my dress up around my hips and brings his hand back down between my legs. Without my underwear in the way, I can feel everything he’s doing much more intensely.

His fingers roll my clit around. I gasp as spike after spike of pleasure shoots through me.

I grind my lower body against his hand, seeking more friction. It helps that I don’t have to look him in the eye. With my face against the mattress, I can close my eyes and justfeel.

No one has ever made me feel safer yet more alive than Dimitri.

I never meant to get sucked into his orbit, but here I am. I don’t think I could get out if I wanted to.

I know. I tried. And it didn’t last long.

“Evie,” he growls, bringing me back to the present. His hand cups the entire space between my legs while his thumb rubs against my clit. The palm of his hand presses farther down my vulva, closer to my opening. This new sensation leaves me panting and gasping for air.

This time it’s not a panic attack. It’s pure pleasure.

His other hand grips my thigh. Knowing he’s right behind me, leaning over me, and could do anything to me, makes my arousal soar to new heights.

I want to be consumed by this man, and that’s terrifying.

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