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“I knew that.” Meeting his whiskey gaze, she adjusted the furry blanket slipping from her shoulder. “I meant here outside my room.”
Sinjin hitched his thumb to the left.
Her jaw dropped. “Your room is next to mine?”
His brows waggled. “Isn’t that convenient?”
Maybe that’s what you think, asshole, but I don’t.
“Fuck you!”
“There she is.” Throwing his arm around her, Sinjin held her to his chest. “Mmm, say it again, baby. You know it gets my dick hard.”
“I don’t want anything to do with you, Ian,” she said, wriggling in his hold.
That’s a lie.
“Sinjin. And I don’t think you mean that,” he crooned, his hand slipping under the blanket.
Fingertips skated over her bare midriff, beneath the bralette of fine Merino wool, to palm her breast. He wasn’t gentle pinching her nipple, but then he rarely was. Breanna whimpered, Sinjin groaning at the sound. Funny, isn’t it? As much as she loathed Derek’s touch, she craved more of his.
He reached inside the drawstring waistband, hand skimming down her belly, the blanket fell to the floor. His fingers swept between her lips. Beyond the covered deck, snow continued to fall, and even though she shivered, she couldn’t feel the cold.
“Feel how wet you are for me, princess?”
“No.” Breanna shook her head, but fuck, she felt it. “Please. Don’t do this to me.”
“Do what?”
Then his mouth was on hers. He kissed her, the taste of bourbon on his tongue, citrus, and honey, and grain, reminding her of their time together in the little cabin. And right then, she knew.
No other kiss would feel as perfect as this one.
No other touch.
No other man.
Her thighs parted all on their own. Sinjin pushed two fingers up inside and, with his thumb pressing into her clit, he fucked her without mercy. More. It was his beautiful cock she longed for, but as if he knew what she needed, he shoved another finger in, filling her with three. Breanna sank into his chest, jagged lightning erupting from the place deep inside her that only he could reach.
That. Don’t do that. God, I’m fucked.
“This pretty little pussy is mine. You are mine.” Pulling on her bottom lip with his teeth, he took his fingers out of her pussy.
“I don’t belong to anyone.” Liar, liar, liar. “You have no claim on me.”
“I claimed you the moment I saw you, princess.” His head tipped to the side, he grinned, licking up her cum from his fingers.
“You’re drunk.”
“Maybe. Heh, probably.” Leaning in, Sinjin traced her lips with his thumb. “Doesn’t change the fact. Every part of you, from the hair on your pretty head, all the way down to your polished toes, is mine.”
She pushed his hand off her mouth.
“I filled you up with my cum, Breanna, and I do not share. My baby could very well be in your belly, so you best let Derek know to keep his filthy, fucking hands off of you.”
“It’s not like that.” As far as I’m concerned, anyway. “He’s been nothing but kind to me.”
“I warned you to be careful, didn’t I?” Sinjin’s hand went to her throat, fingers stroking the tender skin.
