Her expression immediately changed, fire flashing in those snapping blue eyes. Insulted, she fought my hold and succeeded – only because I allowed it – and let her hand fly as I took the stinging slap against my cheek without flinching. I didn’t even blink as I held her furious gaze while a slow, wide grin spread across my face. She didn’t appreciate my reaction and I doubt she expected it. In fact, it only served to agitate her more. The second time her hand rose I caught her wrist in the air and pinned it back against the wall like the other, nearly laughing at how easy it was to subdue her even when she was pissed.
“Fight me, little hellcat,” I challenged. “Go for it. Give me all you got but don’t think for one minute you’re the one in control.”
“Fuck you!” she shouted, and I had to admire her grit. I wasn’t sure what set her off but it sure was fun.
“Sweet and charming won’t keep my club safe. It won’t keep you safe, kitten. So it’s best you learn right here and now that I’m the one in charge. I’m the one who makes the hard choices and fights the battles. It’s my fuckin’ word on the line and my ass that makes sure we all survive another day. All I need from you,” I paused and licked my lips, “is to tell me that you enjoy my big dick and you’re ready to be fucked.” She gasped, turning bright red. “In fact, I’m happy just to hear you cry out my name over and over again as I give you my cock until your legs shake and you can’t remember your name.”
Grinding my lower half against her, I made sure she didn’t have any doubts. My Reaper was ready to burst forth. He wanted to devour her, suck her juices from her tight little pussy, and fuck her for hours.
“You’re despicable.”
“I’m a man,” I retorted, “with needs.”
The movement of my dick drew her gaze downward and she turned a deeper shade of crimson.
“You don’t bother me,” she insisted, lifting her chin higher. “I’m no stranger to an erection.”
Her comment immediately pissed me off. She had no shortage of sass, was irritatingly full of herself, and annoyingly smart. Nylah didn’t care about the consequences of her words. Full of fire, she owned every ounce of her venomous and sarcastic tongue. A tongue I wanted to lean in and capture with my mouth, sucking and licking, tangling with my own until she purred like the good little kitten that I knew she was.
My hellcat was earning herself a hell of a spanking later. The image of her tipped over my knees, and her sweet, heart-shaped ass on full display while I swatted her naughty little bottom made me groan aloud. With a snarl, I leaned in closer until our lips were only an inch apart. Her heated breath brushed against mine as my body went rigid. I was hard as diamond and it wouldn’t take much to push me over the edge.
“Tell me you’re not wet,” I demanded, inhaling and finding the sweet scent of her arousal in the air.
“What?” she screeched.
“Tell me you’re not wet, kitten, and I’ll walk away right now.”
She bit her lip, refusing to answer.
“Be honest or I’m gonna slide my fingers into your panties and find out myself.”
Without much effort, I held both of her wrists in one hand as the other slid down her stomach and rested at her waist. Slowly and deliberately, I dragged my fingers across her sensitive skin and dipped them inside the waistband of her jeans. My thumb flicked over the button and it released.
“Answer me,” I demanded in a deep, husky voice. “Are you wet for me, Nylah?”
Chapter 14 – Nylah
“Are you wet for me, Nylah?”
Damn. I was and didn’t want to admit it.
His fingers lingered at my waist, threatening to drop lower and find out exactly how right he was.
“Please,” I whispered, not sure what I was pleading for – him to stop or to continue.
Rael leaned his forehead against my own. “You’re making this too hard.”
Oh, he was the one who was hard. I could feel that thick rod and it was stealing my focus away from the reason I came here in the first place.
“I need you,” I whispered, my voice desperate. He didn’t have to know how many different ways I desired him. The guy was cocky enough.
“I can give you what you need,” he promised huskily, pressing his lips to my neck. The heat of his tongue scorched my skin as he nibbled at my throat. “Give in to me, Nylah.”
“You don’t understand, Rael.”
He pulled back to stare into my eyes. Those hazel orbs reflected so many different emotions that I swallowed hard. “I don’t think we’re talking about the same thing.”
Nope. Not at all. I wasn’t thinking about that hard bulge pressed into my stomach and how much I could enjoy all he was offering. Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly. “I need your help.”