His eyes burned with anger and arrogance and arousal while his hand came up to rest on my throat. It wasn’t a violent gesture, but it was possessive and threatening. My pussy heated just at the implication.
“You need to know, no matter how long it takes for you to forgive my actions, you’re mine .” His words vibrated with a power that made my skin prickle and my pulse race. “If I ever catch another man laying his hands on you, I’ll kill them without question. Are we clear?”
I swallowed hard. “Even your own team? They’re your family, aren’t they?”
His lips tilted in a smile, but it was a cruel one. “Especially them. They know better.”
Oh man. I was so screwed , because he was speaking directly to my pitch black soul. My real, authentic self, not this bullshit act I’d been putting on from the moment I’d met him.
Words failed me as he held me captive in those bottomless, dark eyes with his huge hand wrapped so softly around my throat.
Several long, tense moments passed with neither one of us blinking. Then his thumb stroked across my collarbone, and his gaze dipped to my towel.
“I should leave you to get dressed,” he murmured but made no move to step away or let me go.
“Why bother?” I replied in a slightly breathless voice. “If you own me, why not just take what you so clearly want?”
He flinched slightly, his brow furrowing. “Excuse me?”
I wet my lips, excitement and anticipation filling my body like a drug. “You heard.” I tugged my towel loose and dropped it to the floor. “You don’t even have to pull a gun on me this time.” Which was a shame… but I couldn’t see a repeat of that encounter happening again here.
His breath caught, and he took a long look at my naked body right there in front of him. It was hardly a secret how attracted to me he still was. It was evident in the lingering looks throughout the day, and in the way he groaned my name while showering—when he thought I was downstairs.
So I was surprised when he gave a small shake of his head. “That wouldn’t end well,” he told me in that quietly threatening voice. “Not like this.”
He took a step away, releasing my throat, and I instantly missed his touch.
“I figured as much,” I scoffed, scooping my towel up and draping it over my body with false modesty. “You can’t get it up unless your victim is scared and crying, huh? You need me to fear for my life before you can come?”
He’d been turning away when I said that, and he froze mid-motion with his shoulders bunching beneath his black T-shirt.
“What did you fucking say?”
My heart raced faster, and my breathing sped up. “You heard me. You’ve got a rape fetish. Or a fear one. The fact that I’m suddenly willing just turned you right the fuck off, didn’t it?”
Boom. He closed that gap between us in the blink of an eye, his hand returning to my throat with a much more forceful grip. His other hand went to the small of my back, pulling me so close my arm ended up trapped between us.
“Does that feel like I’m turned off?” he growled, pulling me tighter into his body.
I gasped slightly, stretching my neck out and taking note of every finger press on my skin. It was the sort of memory I’d store in my forever file. “So, what are you waiting for?” I challenged, wetting my lips again as he bent his head down to mine. “Do I need to cry and beg for mercy?”
He didn’t kiss me, though. Not yet. He stopped just short, close enough to feel his breath on my skin. “You have no idea what you’re talking about, Danielle.”
Determination filled my chest. “Enlighten me. If I’m doomed to remain on this island indefinitely, then it’d damn well better come with benefits. If you won’t provide, I’m sure I can convince Jae to lend a hand. Or mouth.”
His grip intensified, and a small moan escaped my throat. Kai heard it, and his eyes widened with a flicker of disbelief. Then one side of his mouth curled into a smirk.
“You let Jae so much as look at you naked, I’ll slit his throat while you watch.”
Oh shit, I was officially fucked . And in way over my head. Maybe this would be the mission that broke me, because suddenly I wasn’t in such a hurry to leave the island.
I studied his eyes from just inches away, letting the heady lust shine through. I wanted him to fuck me, and it was about time he recognized it.
“Danielle…” he uttered my assumed name like a final warning, like it was my last chance to pump the brakes.
“Malachi…” I purred back, stomping both feet on the gas.
32
S ome kind of fucked up moral code had held him back from me all week. Despite me sleeping in his bed every night, despite waking up each morning with his hand inside his boxers, and his furious shower wanking… he hadn’t tried to fuck me. He hadn’t even touched me in a sexual way since that night in Shadow Grove.
All of that had been tossed out the window, now. I closed the gap between us, sealing my lips to his before he could second-guess himself. Before his backward sense of decency could mess with what promised to be a hell of a night between us.
He barely hesitated a split second before kissing me back, though. His soft lips engulfed mine, taking control and forcing his kiss deeper until we were breathing the same air. His kisses were utter perfection, my new obsession. His mouth was simply made for kissing, and I was already desperate to feel those lush lips all over my body. To feel him kissing my cunt this deeply.
The towel disappeared from between us, and I slid my hands under his T-shirt, pushing it up with a clear demand. Get naked, Kai.
He stopped kissing me only momentarily while he whipped his shirt over his head, but it was long enough for a rush of pure desperation to sweep through me. How the hell was I going to be able to kill him when this was over?
Swallowing those dark thoughts down, I tugged on the waistband of his sweatpants. There was one sure fire way to clear my head, and he’d been teasing me with it for weeks now. Fuck the foreplay, I needed to get to the main event.
Kai gave a low groan, then shoved me backward. I let out a surprised squeak as my back hit the mattress, but he was right there a second later. His hands pinned my wrists to the bed as he kicked his pants away, and I grinned into his kisses. His tongue explored the shape of my lips, and I arched my back, spreading my legs to pull him in closer.
His hot, hard erection ground against my core, and I moaned, looping my legs over his hips.
Kai gave a low chuckle, his grip shifting to hold both my wrists in one hand. “So fucking impatient, Danielle.” His other hand drifted down to cup one of my breasts, his fingers tugging on my nipple. “What if I wanted to take my time?”
I gasped as he rolled my nipple between his forefinger and thumb, my body surging into his touch. “You don’t,” I replied, breathless and aching with need. My hips shifted and I pressed my heels into the backs of his thighs, lining us up perfectly. “Kai… please…”
I rocked beneath him, desperate for more as his tip notched at my throbbing core. His eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he stared down at me in surprise. Over what, I had no clue. I also didn’t fucking care, I just wanted him to—