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“What?”
“You have beautiful eyes.”
He looked away and cleared his throat. The compliment almost seemed to embarrass him. “So do you.”
“Do…never mind.” She didn’t want to ruin the moment.
He stared back at her. “Do I what?”
“Never mind.”
“I purred.” His mouth creased into an unfriendly line. “I warned you that I made noises a human wouldn’t.”
“That was hot. I like the sounds you make.”
His expression cleared. “Good. What was your question?”
She studied his eyes again. The color was darker, the yellow hints gone. “They do change!”
“What?”
“Your eye color. I kept thinking I imagined it or it was just the lighting.”
“I need to throw away the condom. I’ll be right back.”
“Can you untie me first?”
“No. I’m not done with you yet. I told you. That was a warm-up.”
He slowly eased away and crawled off the bed. Kat turned and sat up, a bit awkwardly since she was still secured to the headboard. She watched with a grin as Darkness strode na**d into her bathroom. He had a great ass. It was muscular and perfectly rounded. He also was tan all over, no lines.
“No pancake ass for you.”
He returned in seconds. “Pancake ass?”
She laughed. “I like firm asses and you have one of the best I’ve ever seen.”
He halted, cocked his head and lowered his chin. He looked down his body then back up at her. “What about the front?”
“You need to get a concealed weapon permit.” She winked. “I have no complaints except I’d love to touch you.” She openly appreciated his abs. “You have no idea how much I want to trace those muscles with my fingertips. You’re almost begging for it.”
Darkness scowled.
She found that amusing. “Let me loose.”
He approached the bed and put his knee on the end. He leaned over and grabbed her ankle. She gasped when he jerked hard, pulling her down the bed until she lay flat, the pantyhose pulling on her wrists. He was on top of her a second later, his hot flesh pressed against hers, though he leaned to one side so he didn’t crush her under his weight.
“No.” His lips hovered above hers. “I do all the touching.”
She wanted to kiss him and pointedly stared at his mouth.
“None of that either,” he rasped.
She saw no give in his determined stare. “Why not? Do I have bad breath or something? I brushed my teeth.”
Her joke fell flat when he didn’t even crack a smile. “It’s too personal.”
“And this isn’t? We’re na**d and as close as two people can get.”
He adjusted a little more to rest on his side against her. One hand opened on her stomach and slid lower until he cupped her pu**y. He teased her cl*t with the side of his finger. “You agreed to my terms.”
It was tough to form arguments when he dropped his head and his mouth opened on her nipple. He ran his tongue around the tip and then closed it over the areola. He sucked and she gasped, not expecting the jolt of pleasure.
“That’s not fair.” She arched her back to help him get better access to her breast.
He released her nipple and leaned over her a little more. “I never said I would be.” He captured her other nipple and sucked on it. His finger brushed her clit, rubbing.
Kat closed her eyes and spread her legs to give him free access. “That feels so good.”
He sucked harder on her breast. She thought it would hurt but instead it seemed to connect the sensitive area to her clit. It was as if the nerve endings were the same. She moaned and tried to turn her body into him. Darkness wouldn’t allow it though, tossing one of his thighs across hers to keep her in place.
She writhed on the bed as he continued to use his mouth and fingers to tease her. Sweat broke out along her body because he’d ease off her cl*t every time she tensed, ready to come. She fought the restraints but they held. She wanted to dig her nails into his skin.
“Please,” she urged.
Darkness lifted his head, releasing her breast. The yellow flecks were there in his eyes again and so was the hungry look she loved. He was a beautiful man when he was turned-on. She looked down his body. He’d tucked his c**k between his thighs but there was no missing that he was hard again.
“Let me go,” she pleaded.
He reached behind him, snagged the condoms and used his teeth to tear one of the packets from the roll. He dropped them behind his back and gripped the edge of the foil, his fangs flashing. The thing opened with a jerk of his head and he shifted his h*ps back away from her. He parted his thighs and his dick sprang free. He rolled on the condom and came down on top of her. She spread her legs to accommodate him.
He entered her slowly and she moaned. He felt amazing. She wrapped her legs around his hips, hugging him close since it was the only way he’d allow her to hold on to him.
He braced his arms next to hers and nuzzled her face. She turned to give him access to her neck and he nipped her. The sharp bite didn’t break the skin—it felt good. She tightened her thighs around him and wiggled, urging him to move.
“You’re dangerous, little pretend-cat.”
She wanted to ask him why he thought that, what it meant, but then he drove into her. She cried out. He paused, buried deep inside her.
“Too rough?”