“Are you insane? What the hell are you doing in here? Anyone can just walk in.”
“I locked the door,” he said matter-of-factly. “Who the fuck is that man?”
“Who—you mean, Frank?”
“Is that his name?” Frank. Even from his name, he sounded like an asshole. “Who. The fuck. Is he?”
“None of your goddamn business,” she hissed. “I can’t believe—wait, are you following me?”
“Don’t flatter yourself. Now tell me.” He pressed up against her, trapping her so she couldn’t even move her lower body. “Is he the next guy on your list?”
“On my list?”
“On your sperm donor list,” he snarled. “Think a guy like that could knock you up?”
“Fuck you,” she spat.
“So that’s the problem,” he growled as he lowered his head. “But I can fix that.”
“Don’t you dare, I—mm!”
Her protests died under his mouth as he captured her lips. God, she was even sweeter than in his fantasies and dreams. He wanted more of her, urging her to open to him, licking his tongue along the seam of her lips to coax her to open up.
“Stop!” She had pushed him away using all her Lycan strength. “You can’t do this.”
“I can do what I want.”
“Asshole!” She raised her hands, lunging for him, but he caught them and pushed her up against the sink. “Let me go, you bastard. This is my business, and I’ll thank you to stay out of it.”
“I’ve changed my mind.”
He must have caught her off guard because she relaxed. “Huh?”
“About your proposition. The other night.”
“What the—you can’t do that.”
“I can and I will. But you have to get rid of the other guy. Now.”
“Frank?”
“Yes, Frank.” Hearing his name on her lips made him want to break something. It made him think of that bastard, between her legs, and her moaning his name. No, his name would be the only thing she would be screaming. “Well, do you agree?”
His heart seemed to stop right up until the moment she nodded. “Fine.”
Damn, she must want this baby so bad. “Good. Name the time and place.”
She thought for a moment. “Tomorrow, eight o’clock in the evening. St. James Hotel on the Upper East Side.”
“I’ll be there.” He raked his hand into her hair, pulling her head back. But as he lowered his head again, she twisted away.
“No.”
“No?”
“No … no kissing on the lips.”
“What the hell do you mean, no kissing?”
“It’s too intimate,” she said. “And not necessary for what has to be done.”
“And Frank, are you going to kiss him tonight before sending him on his way?”
“Go to hell, Delacroix,” she spat out. “It’s one of my conditions.”
Just one? “Fine, but I have some of my own.”
“What are they?”
“I want the entire night.”
Her brows knitted together. “What do you mean?”
“According to what I’ve heard, it only takes one time—the first time—for True Mates to get pregnant. But I don’t want a wham bam thank you, sir.” His hand skimmed down to her thigh, pulling the skirt up to expose her skin. “Your sweet little body will be mine the entire night. To do with as I please.”
“Until midnight.”
“Morning,” he said. “Or no deal.”
“I—fine.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Anything else?”
He was sorely tempted to add more conditions, but he didn’t want to piss her off. “None. But I don’t want you to forget who you’ll belong to.” Spinning around, he made her face the mirror, pulling her arms behind her. Fuck, she was gorgeous like this—green eyes blazing with fury at him, hands behind her, pressed up against him, her breasts heaving so hard they could pop out of her dress any time. He pressed his raging erection up against her plush ass.
“What are you doing? I’m not going to have sex with you here, you asshole.” Her struggling only made his cock swell even more.
“This is just a preview, cher.” He lifted the bottom of her dress, and his hand crept up her smooth thigh. His fingers skimmed the fabric of her panties, but instead of recoiling, she sighed, her mouth parting. Encouraged, he slipped his hand under the elastic, feeling her smooth, shaved mound, then down to her nether lips.
“Wet already?” She was soaked. He brushed her clit with his finger, which must have sent her arousal through the roof as her scent intensified. Goddamn, he nearly came in his pants right there.
“Stop … teasing,” she said through gritted teeth as she pushed her hips against his hand.
“Tsk, tsk, so impatient, cher.” He plunged a finger inside her, making her moan with pleasure as his thumb began to rub her sensitive nub.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. Her hips moved rhythmically against his hand, and her sweet little pussy sucked his fingers greedily. “Come on now. Be a good girl and come.”
She let out a sharp cry, her body tensing like a taut bow before convulsing with short shudders, her pussy tightening around his digits. Her whimper as her pleasure washed over her went straight to his cock, and unable to stop himself, he pushed his erection against her ass, taking only three thrusts before he came, a groan ripping from his throat as pleasure shuddered over him.
Merde, he hadn’t done that since he was a teenager. But everything about her was so fucking sexy, she could have made him come by looking at him.
As she stood there limply in his arms, he pulled down her dress. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Mika.” He reached for a couple of paper towels from the dispenser and cleaned himself up, then nipped her shoulder and rubbed his wrists on her neck before striding out of the bathroom. As soon as he was far enough away, he let out a long breath. It took all his Goddamn control not to go back in there and fuck her against that sink. Patience, he told himself. He’d have her entire sweet body soon, and he could fuck her out of his system. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.
Chapter Six
It seemed like a lifetime before Mika lifted her head
