Grievous (Wanted Men #5) - Nancy Haviland Page 0,62
drop them on the counter.
A platter came sliding over. “I hope you plan on cutting the cheese for her,” Sorin drawled as he produced a wooden board and knife. He took up the block and began carving off chunks himself.
“Have you heard anything from New York?”
“No.”
Lucian’s gut spasmed with a crushing disappointment as he crossed over to the table next to the walk-in pantry and broke off a hunk of fresh bread that he brought back and added to the make-shift lunch. Sorin was returning from the sink, the strawberries and grapes washed and in small bowls.
“I will be down the hall. If I hear her cry for help, I will interrupt, Lucian.”
“Fine.” He took his tray and headed out with Sorin following him up the back stairs because they were closer.
“Excuse me? Would you repeat that?”
“I will not hurt her. But if it makes you feel better to listen to me pleasure her, I will not stop you.”
His arm was taken, and he was pulled to a stop halfway to his destination. His body was screaming with anticipation. There was no way Sorin could miss the massive hard-on at his hips that he could in no way kill. It was for his pet and only she could satisfy it.
He looked into the dark eyes of this man who knew him better than any other walking the earth.
“I am beginning to fear for you, Lucian.”
“Not necessary.” He pulled free and continued walking.
“Do one thing for me; see her, and not what you’re trying to turn her into. Look into her eyes as you take her, and see what’s looking back at you.”
He gave the expected nod and kept going, leaving Sorin two doors down from the one he shouldered his way through. His knees almost failed him. That body. Long limbs stretched out, wrists and ankles anchored to the ceiling and floor, helpless, curves on display, bronze skin gleaming. He crossed the room and almost moaned when he saw the rivulets of perspiration trickling down the center of her back. He placed the tray on the edge of the bed and moved her hair aside so he could latch onto her hot skin and suck a dark spot to life right at the top of her spine.
“Please, get me out of these chains, Lucian.”
His lips came off with a small pop. “No.” He went to the tray and took up a strawberry. Going around to her front, he devoured the sight of her raised breasts and tight stomach. Her pussy, Jesus Christ, that pussy. Bringing the berry to her mouth, he rasped, “Eat for me.”
She raised her eyes and looked at him with a naked aggression that excited him more than anything had in longer than he could remember. Her lips formed her response beautifully. “Fuck. Off.”
His cock pounded. “You are begging for it, Yasmeen.” He sent the small red fruit down and pushed it through her pussy lips. She gasped and jerked, her face showing her shock at the move. Her breath punched out of her lungs as he ate his favorite fruit, sounding like a dog devouring a bone. “Your pussy is sweet like candy.”
“To curb the bitterness of your evil.”
“That makes you drip with arousal.”
“Because there’s something wrong with my head.”
“Mine, too.”
They stared at each other as the heat blew above them.
“Please take me down.”
“I already did, pet. Now you will take me down.”
“Release me, Lucian.”
“I cannot.”
“Yes, you can! You just don’t want to.”
“No. I literally cannot do what you ask. Believe me when I tell you, what I feel at the thought of you walking out my door is not something you want to be unleashed on the world. I know I have upset you, but you must take this seriously, for I am placing the responsibility for my actions on your shoulders. If you discount my warning, it will be you who suffers over the mass casualties that will result in you stealing away my distraction. That is just one more incentive for you to give in and fall in line.”
“You can’t do that!” She lurched, and he was sure if her legs weren’t tethered he’d have taken a hard one to the balls. “Your insanity has nothing to do with me!”
“I know this.” Now soaked with perspiration, he pulled his shirt over his head. He dropped it behind him. Yasmeen had moisture dripping off her delicate jawline. He captured her face between his palms and rubbed their wet cheeks together before taking her lips