“Our game isn’t over.” I scored my nails over his shoulders in retaliation for the bite.
“We’ll finish the game at another time. After I strip you of your underwear, it’s time to fuck.” He pushed me back until I was lying on the card table. “Any objections?”
He cupped my jaw and leaned over me, and even though I was mostly covered and he was only in his boxers, there was no doubt this man was all power and control.
My pulse hammered in my chest and desire flooded my thong. “Would this end, if I objected?”
“Absolutely. There’s always a choice. You will always know exactly what you are getting into with me.”
I stared into his dark eyes, feeling the pressure of his hand on my throat but no fear. “And what am I getting into with you, Nik?”
“You’re getting into bed with the most dangerous of the King brothers, Danika.” He rubbed his jaw along mine, sending a shiver down my spine. “Once won’t ever be enough. You’ll crave it, need it, dream about it. No other will ever satisfy your body again.”
“Is that a threat?” I tried to sound flippant but it came out anything but as I shuddered and arched into his touch.
“It’s a promise.” He released my throat and moved lower, nuzzling down my cleavage as he palmed my breasts and pinched the nipples through the material of my dress. “Besides, you’ll never want another man to touch you again. And if they do anyway…”
He moved lower.
My fingers slipped into his soft hair. “What would you do, Nik?”
He looked up my body, his lips lifted at the corners. “I’d clean up the mess after you gutted them first.”
“You’d protect me?”
“Yes, Danika. That’s what it means to belong to me.” His words felt like a sucker punch to the gut.
I couldn’t trust anyone to that level, especially a man.
“I belong to no one.”
He gripped my thighs and tugged me forward. “Keep telling yourself that.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but my words caught in my throat when I felt his tongue graze the outside of my knee and trail upward.
Goosebumps prickled my skin, and I curled my fingers into fists. Why wouldn’t he let this be some fast fuck instead of a long, drawn-out seduction?
I knew the answer, even if I hated it. It wasn’t his style. He was unpredictable; it wasn’t his way.
“Now, what do we have here? I know this signature.” He ran a finger over the thin line of script hidden in the ink of the tattoo on my thigh. “I want you to lie back, close your eyes, and no matter what I do, don’t move.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to explore.”
“Within reason,” I countered. I wasn’t sure how long I could wait.
“Agreed. Within reason.” His palms slid from my calves, over my knees, until they settled at my hips. The slit of my gown aided Nik’s exploration, revealing the drawn-out tail of the animal, mixed into a pattern of mandalas and flowers climbing up my thigh.
“Is this a tail of a tiger, Danika? Can I assume this connects to the ink you tried to hide on your shoulder?”
When I gave a noncommittal “possibly,” he began to trace the design, first with his fingers and then with his tongue. I felt everything clench inside.
I shifted to move, but he placed a hand on my abdomen. “Oh no you don’t. I haven’t removed your underwear.”
“N…Nik,” I moaned and clenched his hair as his teeth grasped the thin elastic of my thong.
He slowly drew down the fabric, making sure to rub his stubble-covered jaw along my sensitive skin. By the time he had the material down to my knees, I was a panting mess.
“What are you doing to me?” My body ached for more, more than it had with any other man.
I had to remember this was Nikhil King and not Nik the boy I’d known with the completely different last name. This person was all man, one who’d lived a life I knew about from a distance. One that knew how to touch a woman’s body. One with a reputation for giving pleasure. One who’d made it clear he wanted me and planned to make me crave him with every fiber of my being.
No matter what he said, I knew this was my only chance to see firsthand what it would be like to touch his body, to feel him inside me, to lose myself in him.
Tomorrow, I’d go back to the reality of my plan.
One night to indulge.
I could keep it business after this. I had to. There was no other choice, no matter what he believed. I’d worked too hard and for far too long to walk away from my plan for anything else.
“Hill,” I cried out when his heated breath blew over my bare pussy, drawing me out of my thoughts and back to the man between my legs.
There was a low rumble in his throat, right before he took a long swipe with his tongue. “You’ll be screaming that over and over by the end of the night.”
I wanted to fist his hair and arch against his mouth but he grabbed my wrists, holding them in place.
I shook my head. “I want to come with you inside me.”
Besides, coming with a man’s fingers or mouth took too long, and I was desperate. I needed my release.
“That’s a given.” His tongue circled my clit. “Fuck, you taste incredible, better than anything I ever imagined.”
He shifted my hands to the end of the table, setting them on the edge and giving me the unsaid command to keep them there before taking hold of my ass and lifting me closer to his mouth.
Either from the glorious way his wicked mouth was working my pussy or just from the power of this man, I gave up trying to resist him and let the pleasure fill me.
My nipples strained against my dress as my core quivered with every thrust of his tongue into my soaked channel.
Completely forgetting Nik’s command and definitely deliriously lost in the pleasure of his wicked mouth, I grabbed hold of his head, arched up, and cried out, “Yes, right there, Hill. Right there.”
The orgasm was fast and hard, and completely unexpected. I writhed against him, rocking and riding the unending peaks of exhilaration.
“Oh God, fuck. How did you do that?”
Nik wiped his mouth against my inner thighs and looked up, lust making his pupils look completely black.
“Don’t tell me that a man hasn’t made you come with his mouth.”
I felt a slight wave of embarrassment. “Not that fast. It usually takes a lot longer.”
A smug grin appeared as he rose, threaded his fingers in my hair, and pulled me toward him, covering his lips with mine. The taste of my sweet essence on his tongue was a heady experience.
I reached between us, cupping his straining cock. “Now, Nik. Don’t make me wait anymore.”
“No more waiting.” He thrust into my hold.
Nik reached over my shoulder toward the tray and grabbed a condom. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that you feel me with each step you take tomorrow.”
I had no doubt.
He stepped back, pushing his boxers down, a feral blaze in his gaze that had my pussy flooding and clenching at the same time.
I cupped my breasts, needing to ease the ache pulsing all over my skin. This man was beyond anything I could have imagined. I wanted to study him, every sculpted muscle, every tattoo, every scar, but more than anything, I wanted that thick, hard cock jutting out in my direction lodged deep in my core.