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My heart gave such a leap that I thought it had jumped out of my chest. “W-what? What do you mean?”
He offered me one of the glasses. “Your will bent to mine and led you here to my home. I am Lord William Thorn, the man who hired those who brought you to this place.”
Fear overtook my senses, and I dashed from the room. My feet pounded down the hall and the stairs, and I practically crashed into the front door. I grabbed onto one of the handles and pulled with all my might, but the door didn’t budge an inch.
Footsteps behind me made me spin around. The man, if I could call him that, had followed me as far as the top of the steps. His soft eyes focused on me as he walked down them at a steady, slow pace.
“You needn’t fear me,” he cooed as he stopped at the bottom of the steps. “I mean you no harm.”
A derisive snort escaped me. “Is that why you hired those thugs to kidnap me and the others?”
He frowned. “They didn’t harm you, did they?”
I lifted my sleeve and revealed the bruise caused by Blake’s strong fingers. “They did this.”
Fury swept through his eyes. He strode over to me and I shrank beneath such anger. His grasp, however, was gentle as hetook my arm in his hand and studied my wound. After a moment he lifted his eyes to mine, and I was struck by the kindness and remorse in their depths. “My sincerest apologies. They were given strict instructions not to harm any of you.”
This was the closest I’d been to the handsome man, and his musky scent washed over me. It was the same fragrance as on the bed, and a gentle warmth caressed my frayed thoughts. My heart beat a little slower as he leaned my back against the door.
He set his hands on either side of my head and leaned in close. “You are quite beautiful. I had fashioned you in my mind’s eye, but what I find is much more pleasing.” He brushed one of his hands through my hair and let the strands fall between his fingers. “Perhaps it’s because I can finally touch you.”
His musky scent was overpowering. My feminine instincts told me to succumb to his will. I tried to fight against them, but his soothing touch created a heat that drowned out any mental protest. My breathing quickened and warmth pooled between my legs.
A crooked smile slipped onto his lips. He leaned so close to me that our lips almost touched. I wanted them to touch.
His soft, heated words wafted over me. “I want to make you mine.”
A shuddered breath escaped me. I couldn’t think of anything but him. This feeling inside of me was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It was as though I’d finally found my place in the world, and it wasn’t even inmyworld.
One of his hands reached down and brushed against my hip. He captured my lips in a soft but passionate kiss. A deep moan escaped me as I leaned into it. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the extent of his longing for me between his legs.
By the time we broke apart, I was panting. My chest heaved up and down, and my cheeks were a bright heated red color. Ahot sensual hunger consumed me. I wanted nothing more than for him to follow his desires and take me.
He wrapped his arms around me and drew me into another, more persistent kiss. I clung to the front of his shirt as a wonderful flame of desire consumed my body. The world around me faded. There was only him and his lips and his caressing hands. They explored all of me within reach, and I gasped when one of them dipped between my legs and touched the wet heat that lay there. My knees quivered and I would have fallen if he hadn’t caught me.
He swept me up the stairs and into the bedroom where he spread me out on the bed. I didn’t even know he had removed his vest and shirt until he lay atop me. His naked chest pressed against my shirt, and I heard a growl of irritation come from him. He ran one finger down the front of my shirt and the fabric was sliced open by his sharp fingernail. My shirt parted, as did my bra which he had cut through, and my heaving breasts were bared to him.
His growl was much more pleased, and he cupped one of them in his palm. I gasped as he fondled my mound of flesh. His thumb teased the nipple. My breast swelled beneath such sensual attention. I arched my back and pushed my breast into his palm. A soft whimper escaped me.
He pressed his body against mine and captured my lips in another lustful kiss. My whole being trembled beneath him. My pants felt incredibly tight, as though my hips and thighs had expanded. He ran his hands down my pants and the seams were sliced through. My hot, quivering flesh was exposed to his eager eyes. All that was left was my ill-fitting underwear, and a quick cut took care of them.
He tossed aside his own pants and pressed his naked body against mine. I moaned as we gyrated against one another. Soft, wet flesh against soft, wet flesh. His hands touched me, teasingme with their gentle strokes. My body pushed against his hands, pleading for me. The heat between my legs was unbearable. I groaned and squirmed beneath him, begging him to take me.
He wrapped his arms around me and slipped into my warm, wet core. I gasped as his swollen member stretched my walls. His throbbing manhood sank deep into me, and a deep, reverberating groan told me he was pleased with my welcome.
He drew out and slipped back in, and the friction sent a warm thrill of pleasure up and down my body. I leaned my head back and let out a shuddered sigh. This felt so right. So perfect. So good.
My lover grunted and penetrated me again. And again. And again. His hips pushed himself deeper into my hungry body. I was consumed by him and a part of him. All I knew was him taking me with faster and faster thrusts. The pressure between my legs began to build. My body twitched and I clung to him as the soft waves of hot, lustful bliss washed over me.
“Yes,” I groaned as he thrust deeper and deeper into me. The world was a dazzling splendor of hungry, primal lust, and I was enjoying every minute of it. “Oh God, yes! Take me! Make me yours! Only yours!”
He grunted and growled. The feral sounds only heightened my pleasure. His body began to twitch and transform. I barely noticed as his clawed hands clutched me tight against him, our sweat-soaked bodies heaving and grinding. Wings burst out of his back and spread over us like a cover of shadow, blocking out the cold world and locking us in this self-made hot, hungry heaven of sin.
My body couldn’t take it anymore. His heavy grinding. His sweaty muscle against my pliable flesh. I gasped as I reached my peak and came. I’d never felt anything like it. There was wave after wave of hot orgasms. Sweet, swelling tides of sinful lust. I wanted it to last forever.
My lover followed soon after, and his warm sperm filled my trembling body to the brim. He collapsed beside me and rolled onto his side. His arms drew me close against his chest and his heartbeat soothed me into a gentle slumber.
CHAPTER FIVE
