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“Come for me. Now.”
His harsh command in my head had my body instantly obeying. I moaned and rocked against him as my release erupted so hard and fast he had to catch me before I collapsed to the ground.
For fuck’s sake.I was always the one shattering to pieces and so utterly lost in lust I couldn’t see straight. Fane made me dissolve under his touch, but I longed to be the one in control. For once, I wanted to makehimsurrender.
After my head cleared enough to form coherent thoughts, I shoved him against the shower wall.
“What are you—”
When he tried to push off the slippery tiles, I slammed him back. “My turn.”
He tried to speak, but as soon as I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth, he got the point.
A long, thunderous growl clawed out of his throat, lifting the hairs on my nape. His irises flashed blood red, and his head fell against the wall as I pleasured him.
“Fuck, Tate.” His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling so hard my scalp burned. “Feels so good.”
But of course, I liked the pain. I also liked the lusty, hazy cloud converging over his gaze.
Fane’s muscles tightened, his inked flesh stretching over them as he came closer. “That fucking mouth.” His chest heaved, and when he trembled, I knew I had him. “Don’t stop.”
I let him guide me, something I wouldn’t allow with anyone else, and my nails dug into his thighs. He was so huge that my jaw ached, and tears blurred my vision, but the bliss on his face was enough to keep me going forever.
Tremors ran up his legs and through his stomach, and the veins in his neck strained as his release neared.
A roar burst out of his mouth, loud enough that anyone awake would have heard it. Hell, he might have woken up the entire house. His salty flavor coated my tongue as he jerked, his fingers tightening in my hair until I feared he might pull every strand out.
I wouldn’t care if he did.
When he finished, his hand untangled from my hair and fell to my shoulder, gently resting there as he sucked in ragged gulps of oxygen.
I finally released him and stood, unable to wipe the smirk from my mouth. “You’re welcome.”
Fane’s head lowered, and he blinked the haze from his eyes, shadows instantly coiling in them. “Why did you do that?”
I scoffed. “Why do you think?”
He gripped my chin in his fingers. “If you think I’m going to spill my guts about my secrets, my life, or anything just because you sucked me off, you’re a fucking idiot.”
My head yanked back as if he’d slapped me, and I couldn’t remember how to speak for several long, heavy moments. But as his words sank in, rage filled all the dark places inside me.
I ripped his hand off and slapped him, the smack echoing loudly. “You asshole. I am not a whore. I have never traded sexual favors for a damn thing, and I never will.” My fingers coiled around the back of his neck, and I drew him to me, our ragged breaths mingling. “I did it because I wanted to make you feel good, to make you feel something other than pain and anger.”
His nostrils flared, his muscles trembling with the control he tried to keep. “I didn’t ask you to do that.”
“You didn’t need to.”
He blinked as my words settled in, and his mouth parted. “I—”
I shoved him against the wall and willed my consciousness back into my body. The mattress bounced beneath me, and the guest room I’d taken over blurred into focus. My skin was damp and hot beneath the covers, and Fane’s scent lingered as if he’d been in here with me instead of in his shower.
That bastard really knew how to piss me off. One minute, I was flying high, and the next, he stabbed me with a hot poker. He actually thought I did that to trick him into telling me things? What a crock of shit. When had I ever tried to seduce or trick him?
Flames unfurled in my gut and spread through my extremities. Fane Maverick had another thing coming if he thought he could accuse me of that and get away with it.
I kicked the covers off and stormed into the hall, my pulse rising with each step. His door wasn’t locked, so I burst in like a beast ready for a rampage. Sage walls spanned the room except for the hunter green accent wall that drew my attention to the large bed against it, the gray covers neat and tidy.
Fane slowly pivoted toward me and crossed his arms as if he’d been waiting on me this whole time. His bronzed flesh was still damp from the shower, but he’d at least covered himself with a pair of black boxer briefs.
