Page 60 of Savage Bratva King

“So, then what was, Leonid, huh? What was part of the plan? Getting me to kiss you? Getting me to spend the night in your room or the part where I showed you what I wanted you to do to me?”

I can feel the heat emanating from her cheeks, but she isn’t finished.

“Introducing me to Marvel was a great strategy, I’ve got to hand it to you. You knew I wouldn’t be able to resist your dog, and it made you look less like a monster and more like a regular human being in my eyes.”

I suppress the smile that’s aching to spread across my face. “What did Tamara tell you?”

“That the great master plan was to seduce me and send me back home unable to go through with the marriage to Seamus.” She blinks hard, tears making her eyes appear twice their normal size.

I want to fold her into my arms and never let her go. I want to catch her tears on my tongue and kiss her better. But touching her right now will only lead to me ripping her clothes off, pushing her back onto the bed and eating her till she screams my name, and I can’t bear the thought of her rejection.

“You got what you wanted.” She pushes her shoulders back and faces me squarely. “So, why am I still here?”

“Here’s the thing, Gianna. I didn’t get what I wanted.” I reach for her hand which feels cold and frail in mine, but at least she doesn’t snatch it away. “I got way more.”

She blinks again, her tears finally collecting on her lashes. “I-I don’t understand.”

“You’re still here because I’m not prepared to let you go. I can’t lie to you. My intention was to get under your skin, to make you want me, and send you home even less inclined to marry the Irishpank. But you gave yourself to me so freely…”

I raise her hand to my lips and kiss her palm.

“So openly…”

I kiss her wrist and trail my tongue along her arm to the crease inside her elbow.

“And with such utter abandon…”

I pull her close to me and kiss her damp eyelids, holding her body against mine with my arms wrapped around her.

“The plan was scrapped the instant you agreed to come to me, Gianna.” My voice is husky with desire for her, my lips brushing hers.

But I still see the uncertainty in her eyes, and I wish I could take back the plan, make Xander Amory and this never-ending war go away, and start afresh. Perhaps meet her at a nightclub in town or at the airport or a taxi rank or any one of the regular meet-cutes two people destined to meet might have.

“Why should I believe you?” Her breath is warm against my lips.

“Because you’re still here. You didn’t escape when you had the chance.”

I pause, uncertain how far to push it. I’ve never had to convince a woman that I find her desirable. I’ve never even had to fight for a woman before, not even Elena. But I already understand that Gianna Sedric is worth fighting for.

“And because I think that you want me as much as I want you.”

I wind her hair around my fingers and crush her lips with mine. And Gianna doesn’t resist. She stands on tiptoes, head tipped back to meet my kisses hungrily, her hands sliding around my neck.

My cock responds by wedging itself between our bodies.

Tiny heart-wrenching whimpers escape her lips as I hoist her up into my arms, and she wraps her legs around my waist. I turn around and sit down on the bed with Gianna on my lap. I drag her T-shirt over her head and fumble with the buttons on her pants while she tugs my shirt open, her kisses hot and hungry and greedy. My shirt follows hers onto the floor.

Gianna pushes me back horizontally across the bed, tugs off her pants and straddles me naked. She drags her tongue across my jawline and nibbles on my earlobes. Down to my collarbone, between my ribs, and then she finds my nipples, nibbling them between her front teeth.

My cock throbs at the wetness between her legs that’s seeping onto my skin, and she drags my pants over my hips, her eyes widening as it springs free. Cupping my balls with one hand, she grips the base of my cock with the other and teases the head with her tongue.

But I grip her wrist and her hips and pull her around so that she’s straddling my face. “You’re so fucking ready for me, Gianna.” I open her up with my fingers and tease her clit with the tip of my tongue.

Gianna’s body immediately spasms, and she grips my cock tighter. “Leonid…” She breathes my name huskily, brushing my chest with her erect nipples.

“Do you want me to stop?” I rest my head back against the comforter and insert a finger inside her instead.

“No.” She wraps her lips around my cock and slides her tongue back and forth across the slit.

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