Page 24 of Vicious Intentions

Yet I couldn’t get free from his hold as the man collected my moans in his mouth and rubbed his thumb around my clit, pumping hard and fast into my pussy. Stars floated in front of my eyes, the wildfire spinning out of control.

He broke the kiss, a low growl rumbling from his chest. “That’s it, little pet.” He was goading me into a climax, and I couldn’t seem to stop the madness.

My body betrayed me completely as tingles erupted into white-hot pinging stabs of heat.

“Oh. Oh… I can’t. I just…”

“Sshhh… This is a gift, good girl. Take it. It’s only the beginning.”

His voice was melodic, luring me into a nightmare that I couldn’t evacuate from. But even worse, I wasn’t certain I wanted to. I lolled my head, unable to stop the freight train. An orgasm tore through me, and I bit back a scream, aware that several people had walked past, watching my humiliation occur. I’d lost myself completely to the rapture, bucking against his hand just like I’d envisioned myself doing.

He never blinked, the edges of his lips curling.

“What a very good girl indeed.”

His praise was surprisingly appealing, tiny prickles dancing across my skin as a warm flush swept up from my throat.

When he finally backed away, I was breathless, my heart thudding against my chest. My eyes were hazy, but I watched as he slipped his fingers into his mouth, the slurping sound exaggerated but strangely arousing.

“I was right. Very sweet.”

“You’re… terrible.”

“Yes, I am. Be careful, little fawn. There are beasts crawling in these hallways. I wouldn’t want to see you get eaten.”

Suddenly, I found my resolve and maybe a little of my lost mind.

“Are you out of your mind? Who the hell do you think you are?” While I tried to push away from him, he had me crowded against the wall, one leg casually pressed against mine. He wrapped his hand around my throat for a second time, and I felt a hitch in my chest, panic rising to the surface. Once again, I refused to provide him with a second of satisfaction that he’d unnerved me, glaring in his eyes with utter defiance. Everything about him screamed control and power, the corded muscles in his neck straining.

“I’m one of the hosts for the evening. It would seem you’ve been a naughty guest, snooping where you don’t belong. The things you could see might make you go blind.”

There was no doubt Jonas had seen my face. Another trickle of fear pounded my system, but I refused to let Hunter see how scared I was. At this point, the objective was to get the hell out of here in one piece. “I was looking for my friend. Maybe you’re right in that one of your Neanderthal assholes plans on eating her.”

He laughed, finally releasing his hold on my neck. I took a deep breath, mesmerized by what appeared to be a luminescent glow in his eyes. However, the look on his face was pure evil.

“Nah, darlin’. Kelly already belongs to us. She knows we can do anything we want. We own her.”

Jesus. The sense of entitlement was worse than I was used to, even at a school where the kids wore an attitude like an allowance given their stature in life. “You can’t own a person, or did you skip out on your history lessons? You certainly don’t appear that intelligent.” I knew I was pressing my luck, but maybe if I ruffled his feathers, he’d leave me alone since I refused to be one of his groupies.

The look of amusement on his face faded. “I suggest you watch your mouth.”

“Why? I can do and say anything I want since I’m a free woman.”

He pulled away a few feet, and I took that as the single chance I’d get to run. I didn’t make it more than three feet before he snagged my arm, yanking me toward him with my back against his chest. As he ground his hips, pressing his throbbing cock into my bottom, I hissed, doing what I could to elbow him.

“I’ve been patient so far, sweet Sage, but a man can only handle so much. I suggest you learn your place.”

CHAPTER 7

Sage

This was getting serious, more so than I understood.

What unnerved me the most about Hunter was how aloof he was, as if manhandling a stranger was just a typical day in his world. The traitorous sparks continued to swarm my core, the electrified heat unwanted yet impossible to ignore.

Hunter continued glaring at me with an impassive, lecherous desire. He truly believed I was his for the taking.

“My place? Let me go, or I’ll have you arrested.” I realized my threat meant nothing to him. When he laughed, the sound reverberating in my ears, I shivered uncontrollably.

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