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I knew what she wanted, what she’s asking for without using words. “So, you chose me to introduce you to it?” What if she hadn’t chosen me? What if she’d asked some other male to enter her lithe little body? I fought to control my rage.

I turned to face forward again, hoping to conceal some of this riotous desire and anger. Her lips were back at my ear, her teasing voice making me ache and forget my irritation. “I noticed you inside, and something told me to come out here.”

She felt it, too. It was all the confirmation I needed. Unable to contain my need, my movements blurred as I shoved her legs apart with my hips. My arms caged her in, preventing escape, but I stopped myself just inches from her lips.

“Oh? And have you had your fill of amateurs tonight?” My voice was harsh, and one of her fiery brows went up in response.

Her husky voice remained low, mesmerizing me even more. “Would it bother you? If I’d been with someone else tonight?”

I clutched her nape roughly, unable to gentle my touch, but the savagery I was barely keeping in check seemed to arouse her. “I don’t relish being someone’s second choice.” It had actually never bothered me before, but it did now.

She bit her lip, making my mind go blank. “There’s no one else. I saw only you.”

Her answer rang with sincerity, and I lost control. Control was a myth, a joke at that point, and I yanked her closer for a bruising kiss. Gods, the taste of her! I could become addicted to it and to the sounds she made when she mewled into my mouth. She wrapped her arms around me, drawing me closer, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood.

I always tempered my strength during sex. I could kill my partner if I weren’t careful, but this female pushed me to unleash. She wanted everything. The tangy scent of blood only inflamed me more, my tongue plundering her sweet mouth with even more force. I wanted to meld into her, leaving no part of her unexplored.

She broke the kiss with a rough inhale. “Shouldn’t we head up to a bedroom?” Her breaths were coming in small pants, her luscious breasts shaking. It was obvious she was feeling this pull, too.

I could barely think or process her question. I doubted I could make it upstairs without pushing her against a wall and slamming myself inside her. But my voice was smooth as I responded, covering my inner turmoil. “I’ll take you where I please.”

II

The Realm of Tír nAill.

The Unseelie Court.

THE FEMALE’S EYES WIDENEDat mywordsbut hooded almost immediately in interest. It seemed she liked it when I sounded more controlling.Gods, it was as if she were made for me. If we were in Romania, I’d have her thrown over my lap, my hand making her ass red before fucking her. Though she’d have to beg for it first.

I yanked the gold clip from her hair, the fiery length falling down her back. The sight of it far surpassed what I’d imagined earlier. I broke the clip, tossing it away. Her hair would never be bound again. I grabbed it in my fist, forcing her to meet my eyes. “You like being fucked here on the balcony where anyone could look out and see us, don’t you?”

She bit her lip in response, her eyes burning with desire. Oh, the things I was going to do to her. If she knew the fantasies running through my mind, she’d run screaming. I wanted her tied against the wall in my castle, her tits rubbing against the cool stone and her nipples tight with the bite of pain, while I turned her ass red with a crop.

However, her next statement cut through my erotic fantasies and nearly knocked on my ass. “Just so we’re clear, I’m not having sex with you.”

I nearly fell back a step as I yelled hoarsely, “What?!”

Her body was arching toward me, desperate for my touch, her arousal sharp in the air and clouding my mind. But she didn’t want me to fuck her? Peoplebeggedme to fuck them! Yet she threw this limit out as if it was some kind of obvious conclusion? I couldn’t deny her. We didn’t have the relationship necessary for me to tell her to obey me, to submit to me, that required conversation, exploring rules, not a chance meeting on the balcony.

Still biting her lip, her nipples beading, she didn’t relent. “I’m saying that we can do absolutely anything except have sex.”

Why come to an event such as this if one didn’t intend to get fucked? This close to her, any kind of rational thought wasgone. My voice was unrecognizable, even to me. “I’ll take you any way I can get you.”

She took that as confirmation of her ridiculous stipulation, and I will not admit, even to myself, that I capitulated to her demands. Without waiting for her to add more qualifications, I plundered her mouth again, her cry of arousal at my aggression smothered by my lips. Her cries were for me alone.

With minor consideration of her dress, I ripped the shoulder, letting her breasts bounce free. The gown cinched beneath them, preventing the move from revealing more of her. But her breasts… I hissed at the sight. They were perfect pale globes. A full handful tipped with blush nipples begging for my mouth. I teased the very tip of one hardened bud with the pad of my forefinger. I kept her on edge, close to relief, but not providing it to her.

She released her lip from between her teeth to form a pout, thrusting her breasts toward me, trying to get more of my touch. Her hips rocked slightly against the marble banister, hungry for more. I pulled my finger away, bending my head to blow cold air on her aching nipples, teasing them even tighter. The sensation made her jerk, and she reached up to dig her fingers into my hair, trying to force me to put my lips on her. She was such a naughty girl.

Slowly untangling her hands from my hair, I placed them over the curved marble behind her back, forcing her breasts to jut forward. Her pink nipples made my mouth water, and yet I resisted. I needed to get back under control. That was something I’d never struggled with before, yet with a single whisper from this woman, I was grappling for even the illusion of it.

“You’re to keep your hands there until I tell you to move them. Is that understood?”

She just moaned, panting at the sight of my length silhouetted in my pants. Her violet gaze was locked on it, her lip finding its way back between her teeth and her pupils blown with desire. The way she gripped the marble tighter made me realize she was restraining herself from reaching forward and touching me.

“You’ll submit to my orders, or I won’t let you come.”

She paused for a moment, her teeth practically splitting her own lip. Her eyes glowed slightly in the light while I waited for her decision. I wouldn’t move forward until she consented. When she nodded, I bit off a groan. Finally, I took her nipple into my mouth, and my eyes rolled back at her taste, stunned anew.

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