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Chapter Six
Fiona
He follows up his threat with, “You deny it now, but you will want me soon enough.”
There is a palpable tension in the air, a veil of electrifying fascination that is as raw as it is enticing—giving truth to his words. The intensity of his stare sears into me, igniting an inner fire that I struggle to comprehend, let alone control.
He wraps his arms around me tighter, pulling me flush against him. His…cock…presses against my body, firm and wanting. I’ve never felt a man before, and shame floods me, a flash of heat covering my entire face, making me dizzy.
My heart staggers at the contact, my breath hitching in fear. His grip on me is possessive yet gentle, masterful yet respectful...an intoxicating blend of dominance and consideration that confuses me.
His masculine scent engulfs me – earthy like freshly tilled soil after rain and supple leather. It awakens an unexplored universe within me. Powerless in his arms, I close my eyes, drinking in this intoxicating blend of sensations.
I feel the heat from his chest emanating through the soft fabric of his shirt, seeping into my skin and kindling a slow-burning flame in the pit of my stomach. A gasp escapes my lips as he brushes his knuckles ever-so-lightly across the exposed skin of my collarbone, sending shock waves of pleasure rippling through every fiber of my being.
It's such a simple touch but a possessive one I’ve never experienced before. Fear has captured me, along with an elixir of eager anticipation mixed with intense curiosity. There’s a whole world between men and women I’ve never visited, and now, with his heat and power pressed against me, I find a wave of desire filling me.
“Fiona,” he murmurs lowly, his voice a sinful whisper that caresses my senses like fine silk. “Do ye think you can resist me?”
"Yes," I stammer out breathlessly.
Forgive me, God, if I’m telling lies. But I know I will try to resist this man who may have piqued my curiosity as much as he’s peaked my tightening nipples.
“I know you’ve never been with a man,” he says.
“You’re no detective,” I shoot back.
This makes him laugh, a deep chuckle that vibrates through his chest. The feeling deepens the desire that threatens to take over the fear.
“Because the entire island knows. The Golden Girls keep tabs on everyone’s love lives on our wee island,” I say.
“Aye, they do. But they don’t know yer mind.” He strokes my cheeks with the back of his knuckles. “Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with a man?” His knuckles stroke softly down the exposed skin of my neck. “Maybe even with a man like me?”
“N—no. Of course not.” I want to pull away, but his embrace is too strong. Too warm. He smells…too good.
Of course, there have been lonely nights I’ve lain awake in bed, dreaming of being with a man. Wondering what it would feel like to have him touch me…kiss me.
Fumbling to unbutton one another’s clothing under the covers, the dream man is good, kind, and as inexperienced as me.
Callum is none of those things.
"You will," he says, his tone confident as he seals the promise with a chaste kiss on my forehead.
Finally, I attempt to push him away. “I don’t know about that.”
He pulls me closer. “We’ll be needing to go over my rules for this place. Rules you must obey.” He tightens his hold on me again— more demanding this time, possessive even. My mind races wildly at this unexpected intimacy, my skin tingling where his lips have just brushed.
“Alright…” Breathless under his gaze, my hands keep pushing against his chest.
He says, “It’s important for your safety that you do as I say.”
“I understand,” I say.
The Hoax could be our neighbors. I’ve never stayed in a city before. Shielded from danger and crime, I grew up wandering the hills alone, picking flowers on our wee island.
“I’m happy you understand,” he says, his arms still tight around me. “But there’s more I must warn you about.”
“Aye…”
