His face tightened and drifted closer to mine. I reached a hand out and put it on his abs.
“Why?”
“Because as much as I try to hate you right now, I can’t stop think about doing this.”
Keeping the hand on my chin, he reached the other around to the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss.
21
Natalie
My heart exploded with pangs of desire as our lips collided.
This man was a beast who wasn’t afraid to chain me to his fucking bed, I reminded myself.
My chest tightened. I tensed all of my muscles, wanting so badly not to want him, not to desire this, not to give in to this monster of a man.
My mind was built for survival and knew crossing this line would be very, very bad.
That didn’t matter, though.
My body betrayed me, gave away what I wanted with him.
It made no sense to me. Why did I feel like he was the only man I’d ever met who could give me what I wanted?
It started with a quiver that originated in my core and ran out in all directions. The warmth overwhelmed me.
My will was strong to resist, but his was stronger.
The final betrayal came when a pleasureful moan slipped out of my mouth and into his, revealing my bodily cravings for him to keep kissing me.
I wanted everything with him, and he didn’t seem like much for stopping right now.
After what seemed like minutes, he pulled his lips away and stared at me with his big bad wolf eyes.
“Wow,” I swallowed. “It’s possible that I like you.”
“I know. Too bad I hate you,” he gritted out. “For all the trouble you’ve put me through.”
“Do you really hate me?” I had to know.
Shane chuckled, his voice a deep villainous sounding rumble.
“I do. I did. I do,” he seemed like he was struggling with the difference in present and past tense. “But I also care about you. A lot. For reasons I can’t even understand.”
He kissed me again, those same feral lips that went down on me yesterday with no mercy.
“You want this, don’t you,” he growled, biting my ear.
An expanding feeling warmed my chest.
“Yes.”
“What do you want?”
“Everything.”
“With who?” He smirked. I hated that he knew, but he still wanted to hear me say it out loud.
“With you.”
“How hard do you want it?”
I pulled back and looked at him. His eyes were so intense, I had to look down. “Very,” I said.
He brushed my hair behind my ear. “I knew you were naughty from the moment I laid eyes on you.”
“I’m not naughty,” I quipped back. “I’m a virgin.”
“Not for long,” he growled.
I licked my lips, feeling hypersensitive to everything about this moment.
He kissed me again, then lifted me up and carried me by my thighs.
I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I’m on birth control,” I whispered in his ear, and bit it a little, which made him grunt.
“Good,” he gritted out.
Once we were upstairs to his room, he laid me out on his bed.
“I just have one more question before we do this.” His voice was low, and I could hear the sound of his belt buckle clinking as he took it off of his jeans.
“Which is?”
“Do you want to be fucked like a good girl for your first time?” He leaned in, caressed my cheek, then slid his hand down to my ass and slapped it. “Or a dirty little whore?”
“Please,” I murmured. “Just do it. I don’t want to wait any more.”
He chuckled, leaning back into the light coming from the window. “You’re an incredibly confusing woman, do you know that? Not an hour ago you were literally trying to escape this place like.”
“An eleven on the crazy scale, just like you said.”
“So, just what would you like me to do, exactly? Tell me.”
When I didn’t respond instantly, he added, “I’m not going to do anything unless you tell me what you want.”
His hand slid over my wet clit. “Are you scared?”
I swallowed. “A little.”
“Because we’ve known each other less than a week as adults.”
I nodded. “That’s part of it.”
“And what’s the other part?” He held eye contact with me while he took off his jeans, then his briefs. The sight of him totally naked made my heart race. He was a beautifully rugged man with hypnotic eyes.
“You get shy when you’re nervous,” he added, caressing my hair. “I can see why. I did cuff you up last night. And I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again if I think it’s for your own good. I get why you ran, though. Fuck, you must feel so alone in this town, with no one you really know. Great escape artistry, by the way. If I tie you up again, I’ll make sure you really can’t make it out.”
“You’re alone too.” The words seemed to sneak out of me. He was reacting to them before I even processed what I had said.
“How do you figure?”
My heart hammered as I lie back on the bed. “You don’t belong here and you know it. You should be playing professional hockey.”
His expression tightened. “What are you talking about?”
So he was going to play dumb. “I saw the letter. About the offer to play professional hockey.”
His eyes widened, then landed on the letter the scout had given him on his desk. “You read the letter.”
“I did. Ohhh…”
The tip of his finger pressed harder onto my clit, causing bolts of heat to rush through me.
“Are you always so disobedient?”
“I’ve never liked to obey.”
He nodded. “We’ll talk about the letter. Jesus, Florida.” He bit his lower lip. “I’ve got enough reasons to hate you right now. And part of me still does. But that’s what’s going to make this so much fun.”
Positioning himself in front of my spread legs, he ran the tip of his cock along my opening, back and forth.
“Is it going to hurt?” I asked.
He snorted. “How the hell should I know?”
“You’ve fucked before.”
“I don’t know what the girl is feeling, though.”
“You’ve never fucked a virgin?”
“No. Congratulations, Natalie.” The way he said my name Natalie was the way a high school teacher says to a student they’ve caught cheating on a test. “You’re my first virgin.”
His cock pressed further inside me and I clenched around his hard length.
“I’m in. Holy shit, you’re tight, Natalie.”
“I know.”
“You’re tense.”
“Very.”
“Open your eyes.”
I opened them but my gaze was facing to the side. He gripped my chin with his thumb and forefinger and made me look him in the eye.
“Relax. How does it feel?”
I took a deep breath. “Feels…good.”
“No pain?”
“Just a little. But you’re all the way in?”