Page 81 of Dance of Thorns

“Now, where’s that needy little fuck-toy who came barging into my office earlier, demanding that I fuck her?”

I bristle, even despite the pulsing intensity of the moment.

“I didn’t?—”

“Oh, but youdid, little bird,” he growls. His tongue licks at the lobe of my ear, and a dark, sultry ache twists through my center.

“So desperate. Soannoyedthat I hadn’t fucked her yet.”

He grinds his hips against me, and my breath catches when I feel his body and the sheermassof his cock press against my ass.

“N-no…” I croak.

“Yessss, little bird,” he murmurs into my ear, licking it again. “And you know what they say about curiosity and cats…”

He uses one hand to keep both of mine pinned above my head and wraps the fingers of the other around my waist. I jolt, my body tightening and clenching heatedly when Bane lets the full weight of his body sink completely against me, pressing me tighter to the locked door, as if he might just fuck me right here.

His mouth drags up and down the side of my neck, his hot breath and low growls sending me into a delirium, as if there’s a wild beast or an actual monster from a horror movie snarling into my flesh, deciding which spot is the most tender to tear into first.

I whimper brokenly when his huge hand slides around my waist, drags across my belly, and then deftly pushes down over my sex, cupping it through my yoga pants and underwear.

“Well, curiosity is going to getthislittle pussyfucked.”

He tightens his grip on me through the fabric, and I whine a low, mortifyingly needy sound. Bane just growls a low, deep chuckle into my ear as he starts to rub my soaking cunt through my clothes.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he murmurs coldly into my ear. “You’re getting fucked tonight. Hard, without mercy,multipletimes.”

My fingers curl against the metal of the door above my head as he slowly grinds his body against me. Anticipation shudders through me as I feel the enormous, hot bulge of his monster dick rubbing against my ass.

“I’m not going to stop when you say no. I’m going to ignore you when you say please. When you beg me to slow down, I’m goinggo even harder, and deeper, and faster.” I cry out when his teeth viciously bite the shell of my ear. “I’m going to ruin you, little bird,” he snarls, in a tone I haven’t heard from him before.

This is more than somno-play. More than filthy words growled in my ear and the rough way he fingered me to orgasm.

This is something darker, deeper, and much more real.

“Pirouette,” he murmurs darkly. “That’s the one thing you can say that will make me stop. But if it does…stop, that is…this whole thing with us is done.”

Wait. If I say the magic word, he stops this mad game, lets me go…and I can go home? And notmarry him? Did I hear that right?

“You’re not imagining things, little bird,” he rasps, grinding his erection into my ass. “Say the safe word, and the game ends. And with it, our entire arrangement. The marriage, the contract…all of it.”

He stills, and so do I, my breath coming ragged and choppy.

I twist my head slightly to the side. “I…I don’t under?—”

“But if it ends,” Bane continues, “itallends.” His mouth hovers an inch from my ear. “And that includes discovering the truth about Lark.”

The world goes still. My throat tightens, and coldness slithers down my back.

“There’s more to her than you know,” he rumbles in a deep, sensually low voice. “Secrets you’ll never uncover.”

I swallow thickly, my breath skipping. “And…if…if I play this game…”

“Then maybe you’ll find out,” he muses. “Or… Maybe you won’t.”

I start to shake my head. “That’s not fai?—”

“No one ever said life was fair,” he growls. “But I can make you one promise. If you end this game by saying that word, Lark’s secrets remain buried with her.”