Reign A Romance Anthology - Nina Levine Page 0,81

can fight all night long if need be, but by the time you say ‘I do’ tomorrow, you will do so with the knowledge that I won’t indulge every rebellion of yours.”

Moving fast, she jerks up off the bed and comes at me with her hands, slapping my chest. “I fucking hate you and I already fucking hate this marriage. And we’re not even fucking married yet!”

Wrapping my arms tightly around her, I say, “You don’t fucking hate me, dulzura.” I bring my mouth to her ear. “That’s not possible when you love me like you do.”

The way she arches into me causes my gut to tighten, and her breathless tone shoots need straight to my dick when she says, “I don’t love you.”

My hand splays across her ass and I press her against my erection. “You do. It’s all over you. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t fight me so damn much.”

“Don’t touch me! You need to let me go. Now, Javier!”

I don’t let her go.

I bend my mouth to her neck and kiss her. All the way down to her breasts. While grinding my cock against her.

“Tell me you don’t like that,” I say, finding her eyes again.

“I don’t.”

“You’re lying. You’re barely even fighting for your release.”

Keeping one arm around her, I bring my other hand up to slide the strap of her dress off her shoulder. Kissing the bare skin there, I rasp, “Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you.”

Her whimper as I kiss another trail down from her shoulder to her breast is the only response I get.

I reach down to bunch her dress up and slip my hand under it and into her panties.

Another whimper escapes her lips as I push three fingers inside her.

“You can’t tell me you don’t want me, because you do fucking want me.”

When I reach deeper, she loses all self-control.

Her hands come to my face and she takes hold of it while bringing her mouth to mine. She kisses me with an urgency that tests my self-control.

Her tongue demands mine in ways that mess with my thoughts.

Her fingers dig into my skin in ways that I like.

And her moans fuck with me completely.

“Fuck,” I growl, dragging my lips from hers and my fingers from her pussy. “This is your last chance. Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you.”

She doesn’t tell me that, and instead of walking away, she crashes into me, her hands coming furiously to my hair, and her mouth coming back to mine, demanding the fucking world from me.

I take hold of her and spin her to walk her backwards. Forcing her against the wall, I shred her dress from her body in one swift movement. My dick is already hard as hell, but the sight of her dressed only in her underwear gets me harder.

Fucking hell.

This woman will be my wife tomorrow.

Mine.

I need to be inside her.

I need to fucking claim her.

Mark her.

Do every-fucking-thing to let her know she’s mine and mine only.

Wrapping my hand around her neck, I turn her to face the wall. Freeing my cock, I growl, “Take your underwear off.”

She does as ordered and I curve my hand over her ass, sliding my thumb between her cheeks.

“Oh, God,” she moans as I rub my thumb over the place where she loves it the most. Reaching for my cock, she begs, “Fuck me, Javier.”

The words I’ve been waiting for send me over the edge.

I grip her hips and slam my dick inside her.

She puts both hands to the wall and takes every thrust.

We’re a frantic explosion of lust and war.

Pleasure and pain.

Love and hate.

This isn’t a ceasefire, but it’s everything we both need.

And after we come, I sense the change in her.

She might still think she hates me, but her body is telling a whole other story.

One she’s started paying attention to.

I know this because there’s not one trace of conviction in her words when she meets my gaze and says, “For the record, I don’t love you.”

I kiss her. Roughly. Savagely. “It doesn’t matter if you do or don’t. Tomorrow you will be mine and that is all that matters.”

I pull out of her and zip myself up before turning and stalking out of the bedroom.

I need some distance between us after this encounter.

I need to get my thoughts together and figure out how the fuck I’m going to find Perez.

I’ll be fucking damned if I’ll let him come for my woman.

9

Emilia

Tomorrow you will be mine and that is all