Page 60 of Prodigal Son

“That depends. Do you want to hurt me?”

He chuckled. “Quite the opposite.”

Her mouth opened with a response but no words came out. She snapped her lips shut.

Cain caught her ankle and dragged it out from under her. “I was watching you sleep, and thinking of all the things I could do to you.” He pulled her other foot toward him and crawled between her knees.

She stiffened and he paused. “Don’t be frightened. I have no intention of harming you, but I need your word you won’t make any attempt to injure me.”

“Um…What?”

“You see, I have this pesky little deal with God and my brother’s wife. I won’t bore you with the details, so let me skip to the end. I’ve decided I want you, and I want you to give yourself to me.”

He tugged her ankles to his hips and she slouched lower on the bed, her body shifting to the space beneath him, her brow twisted in confusion. “Wait,” she squeaked, but she didn’t fight him. “I don’t understand.”

He bent low and nipped at those full lips with a teasing kiss. She looked up at him with dazed eyes. Caging her in with his arms, he grinned. “Are you frightened now?”

“A little.”

“I’d offer to ease your worries, but you’re more complex than most females so you’ll have to trust me.”

She placed a staying hand on his chest. “I don’t trust anyone.”

He chuckled. “Neither do I, so this should be interesting.” He tugged at her shirt, teasing beneath the fabric.

“Who are you again?”

“I’m Cain. I’m in charge and here to protect you. And please you. Let’s just leave it at that.”

He kissed her again, distracting her, but then she pushed him away. “Where’s my brother?”

“He’s safe. He’s under the care of my sister. I assure you nothing will happen to him. You have my word.” Pulling her beneath him again, he ground his body against hers and she gasped. “I want you to play a game with me, Destiny. Tonight, we’re going to forget how to worry and let instinct drive us.” He flexed his hips forward, dragging his hard length between her parted thighs. “Have you ever done something for the pure, self-serving satisfaction of it?”

“I don’t…Not in a really long time.” She stumbled over her words when he pulled her shirt lower, exposing the dark plum lace of her undergarments.

His tongue licked up her throat landing on an exceptionally sensitive spot and her toes curled, her knees tightening around his hips. “Oh, my God.” Her head tipped back as his mouth teased along her jaw.

He chuckled. “You were saying?” He tugged the loose shirt to her hips, exposing her and fully intending to have her nude in a matter of minutes. His fingers went to the fitted waistline of her cotton pants.

She sighed as he stripped her clothing away. “This is crazy,” she gasped, his touch trailing up the inside of her leg. “I don’t know you.”

True, yet she no longer resisted. On the contrary, she was the one pulling him close.

He kissed her deeply, driving her wild and teasing her into a frenzy. “We met months ago when you were doing a story on the Foster family.”

“That was you?”

So she didn’t have her memories back. “Yes, and then we crossed paths again in the woods.” He dragged his nose along the satin of her skin and shut his eyes, inhaling her scent.

“I had a nasty fall.” She frowned as the words pelted out and her back arched, positioning her body for his open perusal.

“Of course, you did.” He teased his nose over her hip, trailing little nips and licks along her soft belly—marking her with his own scent. He lifted her arms, pressing her hands into the pillows. “I’m the one who helped you get home—safe and sound.”

“You won’t hurt me,” she stated, more for her benefit than his.

The mingled fragrance of their arousal awakened a deep hunger inside of him. Rising above her, he pulled a nipple into his mouth and discretely suckled the sharp tip between his fangs. “I could easily show you my cruelest side, but that wouldn’t benefit me. Tonight, I’m purely focused on seeing my needs met. Mine and yours, of course. I’m going to use you for my pleasure, Destiny. And you’re going to use my body for yours.”

His fingers hooked around the lace covering her hips and she locked her knees together. “Wait.”

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