Page 62 of Fortress of the King

She swallows hard as I pinch her chin. “Answer me,” I demand.

Her eyes pop open. “I don’t know who you are, I don’t know you that well.”

“Try me.”

She sighs. Oh she knows all about me, and if she’s honest with herself, she doesn’t fucking care.

“Well, I think you take the men much weaker than you, and you leave your mark on them.”

I laugh. “Is that what I do?”

“Don’t you?”

I tighten my grip. “What if I did, does that make me a monster? What if the men deserved it? Men like your ex-husband.”

“I don’t wish him dead!”

I scoff. “I didn’t do away with him. I just gave him an indefinite warning. When you mess with me, you better have a good excuse. He touched you. He touched what’s now mine. I can’t allow that.” I move my hand down to cup her throat. She doesn’t struggle.

“I’m notyours…”

I can feel her pulse racing under my fingertips and I’m so fucking hard.

“You are until I say you are.”

She swallows hard. “Is that all I am? A plaything until you get sick of me. Disposable? Like all the other women you seduce?”

I smirk slightly. “You’ve never been a plaything,Carina. The minute I laid my eyes on you, I knew we’d be a match. We have similarities that you might not see, but Iseethat fire in your eyes. You want to be afraid of me, but you won’t allow yourself to be. You’re stronger than you think, so much stronger, and that spirit is what has me coming back for more.”

I caress her lips softly with mine as she submits to me.

“You’re a monster, is that it?” she whispers when I let her have some air.

“I’m whatever you want me to be.”

“I don’t want you to kill him. No bloodshed, Angelo, please.”

I don’t like it. He obviously doesn’t respect her or women in general, so why should I respect him? Not that she can tell me what I can or can’t do, but if hurting him is going to make her hate me, then I have to rethink things.

“I bet that deep, dark part of you thinks about what it would be like to find out your ex is at the bottom of the Charles. Am I wrong?”

She groans. “Please…please don’t, Angelo.”

“I’d never hurt you. If that’s what you’re afraid of. I’ve never hurt a woman in my life. I like it rough and so do you, and I bet if I reached into your panties right now, I’d find you wet and ready for me, wouldn’t I?”

The flush on her cheeks tells me everything. The truth is, after her ex, I don’t know where her hard limit is and I want to know, I’m not a total brute.

Her lips press together, and she shakes her head.Liar.

I kiss her again, our tongues meet, and I snake a hand down the front of her skirt, brushing over her lace panties. “You want me to fuck you now, don’t you, Rayne?”

She surprises me by running a hand up my stomach, across my chest and she grips my bicep, the one that’s still holding her in place. Her lip’s part, but no sound comes out.

“Answer me,Carina.”

“You know I lose all sense of reality when I’m with you,” she says, surprising me. “I want you so bad that it scares me. I want to resist you, but I can’t find the will to do it.”

I’m like the fucking devil as I devour her with my eyes. “I don’t want a fucking submissive, I want fucking fire.”

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