Page 26 of The Healing Touch

“Fuck.”

“Fuck is right,” she snarled at him. “Now, let me up.”

He didn’t release her right away, and it only pissed her off further. She dug her fingernails into his arm, and he groaned.

“Don’t do that.” His muscles tensed up under her hands. “That’ll get you good and fucked this morning, Rebecca, so unless you want to end up with my cock inside you, be still.”

“I want to get up.”

Dimitri ignored her, enjoying having her in his arms. God, this felt way too good. She fit him perfectly. He’d gone to sleep, determined to be platonic, but somehow during the night, he must have pulled her close. Or she’d rolled into him. When she’d dug her fingernails into him, it made his dick jump to attention. He loved that sharp bite of pain. It got him sexually aroused faster than almost anything else.

Kade had been shocked when he discovered Nikoli’s bedroom activities. It seemed his little brother had taken after him more than he’d thought. Dimitri loved to be the dominant one in the bedroom. He refused to hurt a woman, but he enjoyed a little pain himself. If his partner did too, all the better, but even then, he’d never cause them harm, not even real pain. That did absolutely nothing for him. If someone asked him to physically hurt them, he ended it then and there. Not a game he would play. It sickened him, but tying his partner up, making sure she was dependent upon him for all her pleasure? It was his high.

Having Becca trapped, unable to move, her fingernails digging into him flipped a switch in him. One that urged him to roll over and take her, but he fought it. He wouldn’t. At least not yet. That switch? It just said, “Fuck friendship.” He wanted her, and he’d have her. He just had to go about it in a way that would convince her to say yes.

She wiggled, and he hissed when her ass rubbed against his very hard, very sore dick. “Be still.”

“Let me up.”

“I don’t want to.”

“I do.”

The anger in her voice teased at the edges of his lust-infused mind, but still he ignored her and let his lips enjoy the soft lobe of her ear. “No, you don’t. You just think you do.”

“I swear to God, Dimitri, if you don’t let me up right this minute, I will kick you in the balls so hard you won’t screw anyone for a good month.”

The desperation in her voice confirmed his suspicions. She wanted him. “Let’s make a deal.”

“What kind of deal?” Wariness flared in her words.

“A simple thing, really.”

“Nothing’s ever simple with you.” She stopped struggling, and he sent a prayer upward in gratitude.

“If you want up, you have to kiss me.”

“Asshole, I’m not kissing you.”

“It’s just a kiss, Rebecca.”

“But?”

He cackled. Yes, cackled. This seduction of one Rebecca Joyce Rhodes was going to be fun.

“But nothing. If you want up, then kiss me.”

“This isn’t a good idea, Dimitri.”

Yup, there was that desperate tone again. He rubbed his leg up and down hers, causing her even further sexual tension. It was a low blow, and he knew it, but he did it anyway.

“We already talked about this last night. We decided…”

“No, we didn’t decide. I just agreed it was a bad idea.”

“And now you think it’s a good idea?”

“No.” He nuzzled her neck. “It’s a fucking stupid idea, but it doesn’t change the fact I’ve wanted to fuck you since I saw you yesterday morning, all sleepy with that freshly fucked look. Had you just gotten done pleasuring yourself, sweetheart? Is that what had you so flushed, your hair everywhere?”

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