“Say whatever you want. Truth is truth. Now change out of that dress and come downstairs for something to eat.”
I shake my head. “No. I don’t want anything from you. I want to go home.”
“This is your home now.”
“Fuck you!” I shove at his granite chest, hurting my wrists.
He laughs, mocking me again. “Fuck me? Is that a request, Valkyrie?”
The pet names—princess, baby girl, and Valkyrie—just enrage me.
“You fucking bastard. You know it’s not a damn request. Let me go.”
“I said no, and this is the last time I’m going to tell you to take off the dress.”
“Fuck. You.”
I don’t even get to entertain my next thought. Desmier shoves me hard against the wall, grabs the top of my dress, and tears it right off me like a bodice-ripping pirate. The delicate material shreds under his savagery, and I scream, barely registering that I’m topless. The dress had a built-in bra, and now my breasts have fallen out, bouncing into his chest as he presses against me.
The beast of a man then tears off my panties and throws them to the side, assaulting my dignity.
With my bare pussy on show and nothing left to cover me, I panic further. More disbelief hits me because he’s the first man to see me naked, and I don’t even know him.
I don’t know what he’s capable of or if I’ve only accelerated his seedy plans for me.
Grabbing my wrists with one large hand, he pins them over my head and holds me down so I can’t move. He then does a full sweep of my naked body, his eyes roaming over my breasts.
“My fiery little sexy-as-fuck Valkyrie.” His warm breath tickles my skin as he inches in toward me again, moving to my ear. He licks over the lobe and tugs on the edge, making something weird stir deep in my core. It feels far more intimate than it should, and my nipples harden. He notices, and I sense a smile on his face even though I can’t see him properly. “Do not think I didn’t notice the way you looked at me earlier.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I pant, embarrassment filling my cheeks because I know exactly what he means.
“I never figured you for a liar, so let’s not kid ourselves. You wouldn’t have looked at me like you wanted to fuck me if my brother were getting the job done.”
His crass words send a bolt of electricity through me, and my eyes snap wide. He shuffles, meeting my gaze, and leans in so I can feel his arousal pressing into my belly.
“Feel my dick, Valkyrie.” He smiles, pushing his cock harder into my skin. On feeling his size and rock-hardness, moisture gathers in my pussy.
Shit.I’m wet and growing wetter than when I touch myself in the private confines of my room.
My mind goes deeper down the rabbit hole when he traces a finger down the length of my stomach and lingers at the start of my mound.
“What are you going to do to me?” I whisper.
“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet.” A deep chuckle rumbles in his chest. “But here’s what I have in mind: me, fucking you hard against this wall. You, screaming my name. Begging for more.”
Wildfire flicks over my entire body, and I know not even I can deny the thrill of this. Whateverthisis that’s happening between us.
Tilting his chin, he gives me a shit-eating grin. The kind I imagine a shark would display before it devoured its prey.
“At least I’m not a liar,” Desmier says. “You don’t have to wonder if I want to fuck you. You can feel it, and I’ll tell you like I just did.”
“You’re a vile, crude asshole.”
“Yes, but you like that, even though you shouldn’t.”
“You’re completely deluded if you think that.” As heat and embarrassment continues to consume me, I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince. Him. Or me.
He looks at me as if he can see straight through my words to what is probably nothing but lies. “Let’s get a few things straight, shall we?” He brushes his nose briefly along mine, his warm breath doing things to my body I can no longer ignore. “This is your new life now, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”