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I pout when the hand pulls away from between my legs, sliding back up my body and pinching a nipple before wrapping around my throat.
“Choke me,” I gasp, shivering darkly as his thumb drags back and forth over my pulse point.
He laughs, his tone black and grating as he starts to squeeze.
He doesn’t give me everything I want. The hand loosens again, sliding up to cup my jaw. I feel his thumb drag across my lips, as if my brain is replaying the sinful exchange from the darkened office that first night our paths crossed.
Slowly, back and forth, his thumb smears across my lower lip, as if getting me ready. A second later, I feel his thumb slide away, only to be replaced by two thick fingers.
I whimper when his other hand grabs a fistful of my hair at the back of my head, twisting my head sideways as the two fingers push between my lips and into my mouth.
“Suck,” he commands. “Suck like a good whore. Show me how you’re going to suck my cock later.”
I moan eagerly around his intruding fingers, sucking them greedily like a porn star. My cheeks hollow, my lips sealed tight around them, and my tongue wantonly swirls around them as they thrust into my mouth.
“Such a good little cocksucker,” he growls darkly.
Fuck.
It should enrage me to be called that. But the filthy words mixed with the golden praise is like a drug to me. It eggs me on, making me moan louder as I greedily slurp on his fingers, the sound echoing in my ears.
Wait.
Something feels different this time.
The touch is too real, too solid. I canfeelthe weight of him sitting next to me, his breath hot on my neck.
Taste his fingers in my mouth.
Oh holy fuck…
My eyes snap open, shattering the fog of sleep in an instant.
I’m not dreaming.
A wave of terror crashes over me as reality explodes into the forefront of my brain. Mal ishere—actually, literally,right fucking here—sitting on the edge of my bed, the fingers of one hand between my lips. His other hand is tangled in my hair, pinning me in place.
My wide, horrified eyes dart to the side, instantly locking with his icy, crystal blue ones.
Holy fucking shit.
My body jerks and spasms as I try to jump out of bed.
But I can’t.
Mal barely looks like he’s registered that I’m trying to get away from him. But his hand tightens painfully in my hair, sending lightning bolts exploding through my scalp as he keeps me pinned to the sheets. His fingers push deeper into my mouth in a lazy, deliberate motion, stroking in and out.
In and out.
It’s not just his hands pinning me to the bed. It’s those eerie blue eyes and the wild fierceness behind them, turning me to stone. My eyes lock with his, my pulse roaring in my ears as his fingers keep sensually fucking my mouth.
“Good morning, Freya,” he murmurs, his voice low, dangerous, and perfectly calm as he leans over me.
There’s a twisted amusement in his tone, like he’s enjoying every second of my confusion, relishing every ounce of power he has over me.
I tremble beneath him, my breath shaky and uneven around his fingers. I try again to pull away, but it’s useless. He tightens his grip on my hair, leaning over me, leaving no room for escape.
“You’ve been ignoring me,” Mal growls, his voice a dark rasp, thick with anger. “I don’tlikebeing ignored.”
