Page 148 of Shifting Hearts 1
Do you have any other skills?
Thinking about it for a second, I weigh my options. It could be dangerous to reveal my past to this man, but I feel compelled to trust him.
And if this is a mistake, I will always be able to know what he is thinking, right?
“I have used my hypnosis skills in the past to convince certain unsavory characters to give up on life.”
He starts shaking his head before he rubs his chin in deep thought. I try to make out what he is thinking, but he jumps from one thought to the next too quickly, and I can’t keep up.
“Just spit it out. We don’t have all day. I’m starving.”
He sighs and looks at me. “Do you know how frustrating this is? You know so little about your past and ancestors? If you were more clued up, you would’ve seen that you don’t have the power of hypnosis. You have mind control power. That must also be the reason why you can read my mind. We are linked, and this gives you access to my mind in every way.”
I feel wicked just thinking about the power I hold.
He continues, “The real power would be to see if you can do this with others as well. However, this is a skill that you need to hone just like the rest. So, we’ll need to practice before we go into battle. If you have any chance of getting Alexi out alive, you’ll have to listen to me and not fight me on this. Can I assume that you have some basic self-defense techniques?”
“No, not really. I have always relied on the fact that my mark was staring at my tits. Is that something I can’t do anymore?”
I know I am teasing him, but I didn’t expect the full-blown jealous meltdown that occurs. He jumps from the bed and starts pacing swiftly next to it. “Fuck that. No one will ever see your tits or any other part of you naked ever again.”
Getting up on my knees on the bed, still clutching the sheet before me, I state, “May I remind you that you said this was amutually beneficial arrangement that would end once I’d found Alexi. You do get that I’m not yours, right?”
I despise the words coming out of my mouth, but I must remind myself that I have always proclaimed that no man was good enough to possess my heart, and that is not about to change now. Not while I have a mission and a very special little girl depending on me.
He stops midstride and just stares at me. I try to read his mind, but somehow, he blocks me. We just stare at each other until I toss the sheet off me and step off the bed. “Fine, be that way. But remember one thing. I’m not yours and you aren’t mine. And this”—I point between the two of us—“will never work. Let’s get going. Every second I waste here is a second they could move Alexi, and I have come too far to allow that to happen.”
I stroll into the bathroom, open the water, and step under it without another glance in his direction. He needs to get his head on straight if we are going to succeed in saving his cartel and Alexi. And while he harbors notions of being a possessive jerk, we won’t get anywhere.
Hopefully, this has put him in his place.
I feel his presence before I see his silhouette through the opaque glass door. He stalks me like prey until he steps into the shower.
Suddenly, his hands are on my shoulders and he pushes me up against the cold tiles. I wince as my body takes a second or two to adjust, but he doesn’t allow me to read his thoughts. I still need to get a handle on this power, and he knows it.
He is down on his knees with his face buried between my thighs before I can catch on, and my eager moan echoes off the bathroom walls.
Water is crashing down on his head as he stands directly under the spray, but that doesn’t dissuade him from his pursuit.His tongue is magical as he brings me to the brink with hard, demanding licks and then pulls back when my body starts to react. I weave my hands into his hair and try to pull him closer, but he resists.
Again and again, he brings my orgasm to the edge just to let it fade again. My throat is hoarse from all the begging and demanding that he let me come. Suddenly, his face appears before mine, and his lips are so dangerously close when he whispers, they touch my lips.
“You are fucking mine. And I’m the only one who will make you feel this way. Do you fucking understand?”
I nod, speechless at the need coursing through my aching body. I press my body closer to his, but he has other plans.
He bends down slightly to grab my thighs and wrap my legs around his waist. In one pulverizing push, he enters me, and the warmth of having him inside me is indescribable.
This is what I need—I can’t deny it as I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on for dear life as he pushes into me with a punishing rhythm.
My body is surrendering to the pleasure he releases inside me when I feel his fingernails dig into my soft flesh, and a roar escapes him.
Depleted, we can only hold on to each other and wait for the wave of euphoria to dissipate.
Slowly, controlled, he releases me from his hold and makes sure I have my balance before he lets me go.
“That was…”
I place my finger on his lips to quiet him. “I know.”
