come, until you can’t. Then, Shan?” My eyes jerked up to see his were bright, shining gold. “I’ll push you for a few more. You’re my girl. I’m gonna make sure you’re more satisfied than you’ve ever been before. No more half-arsed fumbles in the dark for you, my queen.” His teeth nipped at my bottom lip, wanting them open. “No more wondering if he’s going to get you off or have what you need. I do, babe, every damn thing you want and more besides. Now get on the bed like a good little girl. Your scent’s been in my nose the whole drive home, and I fucking need a taste.”
There was none of my golden boy left. I could see his beast was riding him hard, pushing him to ride me hard.
“We can’t go too far, Jai. I’m not ready yet.”
“OK. Whatever you want.”
“We need to take things slow.”
He grinned at that, a dark, knowing thing, like he could see inside my head, my body, and knew how little I wanted that. Didn’t he realise I was hanging on a string here, trying not to make irrevocable decisions that would hurt the both of us? A child? I hadn’t even thought about it. I knew in the back of my mind that I was expected to have a daughter to continue our line, but I never found anyone that was worthy, not after Jai had turned his back on to me.
That smile widened when the backs of my thighs hit the bed, those otherworldly eyes seeing my clumsy scramble onto it as the furtive moves of a prey animal. Because he was on me in a second, pushing me down, hands going around my wrists, and holding me tight.
“No work, no Mum, no Rob. You’re all mine today, beautiful girl, and I intend to make damn good use of you.”
Fuck… The sheer bloody wantonness of it hit me like a ton of bricks, my back arching up, my thighs parting. To have nothing to do but lie here, playing with each other until we were worn ragged, sleeping in each other’s arms, only to wake and go again. With every man I’d been with, there was a distinct end point I could feel, even before things had started. I knew when he’d give up, had enough, need to pass out, often before I was finished. What he was offering me, my dark prince, was an undiscovered country. Just pleasure, endless pleasure. His head jerked down as I felt liquid gush from between my legs.
“Oh, baby…” He looked inordinately pleased, like I’d done the most miraculous thing. “You like that idea a lot, don’t you?”
He dropped kisses down the side of my neck, nipping at the skin and chuckling when it made me squirm.
“Tell me, Shannon.”
“What?” I moaned, too caught up in the drag of his lips on my skin.
“Tell me what’s going on in that head of yours. Tell me what’s got you gushing.”
“Jai…”
“I’ll stop. I’ll walk out that door and go and watch the footy, leave you to get sticky fingers as you try to replicate what I can do. Just give me a glimpse. I’ve been watching you, wanting to see what’s ticking away up here.” He ran a finger across my temple. “I’ve seen you walk out of the pub in other men’s arms. I’ve seen you sitting alone, and wondered what the fuck is wrong with men that they aren’t clustered at your side. I’ve breathed your perfume in as you passed by, watched the twitch of these damn hips like they’re a pendulum that’s hypnotised me. I want in you, love. In your body, in your mind, in your heart. Just gimme this. Gimme what turns you on.”
My eyes flicked open at the sound of his voice. The demon lover routine had somehow faded away, and instead, there was only Jai, holding on by a thread, studying my face, my body, hunting for clues. I took a deep breath and exhaled in a jittery shudder. Did he know how bloody scary this was? How hard it was to unpack the very effective, very high walls I’d had to build to be able to stay sane living in a town that had him in it? My heart beat so fast, I must have stunk of fear, but he still stared at me like I was a precious thing. I reached up and brushed a thumb across the top of his cheekbone, his face turning