“I don’t know my strength.” Victor flexes his hand and the man takes off running. Victor is looking to Lennox, who is just outside the doorway. I pat him to get his attention.
“Anyone would’ve made the same mistake. Come here and let me patch you up.” Victor looks down at me. The anger he had a moment ago slips from his face as he gives me a smile.
“With kisses?”
My face warms. We both know there will be kisses. I’m too turned on by his aggression toward another man for hitting on me. I shouldn’t like it but I do.
I dip my head, peeking up at him through my lashes. “We’ll see,” I tell him as I lead him from the bar. Maybe there will be more than kisses this time. Victor has given me more pleasure than I know what to do with. I should return the favor.
Chapter 9
Victor
Violet keeps sliding wicked glances in my direction and the plan to keep my cock in my trousers becomes more difficult by the passing second. I shut the door to the suite and walk over to the drink cart.
“Thirsty?”
“No. Hungry though.” Her unexpectedly sultry tone skitters down my spine and heads straight to my balls. I keep my eyes pinned on the counter and pour myself two fingers of whisky. As of right now, I’m off duty.
“I’ll order you some room service.”
A heavy sigh gets me to turn around. Violet stands in the middle of the living room with her hands planted on her hips and pins me with a narrowed, frustrated gaze. “Don’t you want me, Victor?”
I clench the glass tighter. “Of course, Kotyonok. Of that have no doubt. I wake up wanting you, go through the day with you on my mind and fall asleep only to visit you in my dreams.”
“Then why do you have that”—she points to my cock tenting the fabric of my pants—"but have never done anything with it? Seems suspicious.”
Her last words are spoken with a joking tone but underneath I hear a hint of hurt. Immediately, I set down my drink and cross the room to her.
“Kotyonok. I will not take what is not freely given.”
Her brow furrows. “What are you talking about? We’ve done everything else so you know that I—” She breaks off, her courage suddenly deserting her. The familiar pink tint colors the apples of her cheeks.
“Want me,” I supply, not wanting her to expire of embarrassment
but also loving her adorable shyness.
“Yes,” she says to the floor. “I do want you.” It’s almost a whisper.
I place a finger under her chin and push her head up until our eyes meet. “And I want you. Badly.” With my free hand, I take hers and press it against my erection. “Is this not evidence of my want? It is difficult to be around you because I grow hard just breathing in your scent.”
Her fingers curl around my shaft. I swallow and try to take deep breaths so that I don’t tear off all of her clothes and fall upon her like an animal.
“Why won’t you...why don’t we—?” She struggles to say the words, my sweet innocent.
“Because when I take you, I want there to be no barriers. I want my seed to plant in your belly and a child to grow. I want my cock to be the only one in your body ever. I want to claim you as mine now and forever. That means more than just this.” I drop my finger to her chest where the diamond necklace dangles. “I am a possessive man. I will want to own you, mind, body and soul. Are you ready to give me everything?”
Her violet eyes widen at my stark declarations. “I…”
She’s not ready to make the commitment. I knew that but it still stings. She needs to resolve things with her family; only then will she believe in my words. Still, I cannot bring myself to disappoint her.
“On your knees, Kotyonok,” I order in a brusque voice. I drop my hands and step back.
“What?”’
“Kneel and take out my cock. Let me see how badly you want me.”
The challenge makes her bristle.