Page 32 of From Angel to Rogue (Four Foxes #6)

KATY

Later that night. Much, much later. A smug smile spread across my lips as I dabbed rose-scented essential oil on my pulse points and adjusted my satin straps.

My eyes swept over the lacy red baby doll that I knew would drive him crazy. It had satiny straps and was tight over my heavy breasts before curving down my body stopping just below my ass. The material was so thin, almost transparent as it brushed against my skin.

“Lan,” I mustered the most innocent voice I could find as I slowly opened his bedroom door, making sure to lock it behind me.

“Katy.” Lan’s panicked voice reached me. “What’s wrong? Is it Luka, the babies?” he demanded, the sheets ruffled to his lap as he jerked to a seat.

“Nothing,” I said quickly. “I’m fine. They’re fine. I just want to sleep with you tonight.”

Even in the darkness shrouding the room, I could hear the sharp inhale of his breath. “Okay,” he muttered in his groggy, sleep-laden voice.

A click crackled through the air and in an instant, the room basked in a golden light.

One look at me and all the sleep vanished from his eyes. “Jesus Katy, what the fuck are you wearing, woman?”

I lifted a casual shoulder. I hurried to the other side of the bed and dove under the sheets and pulled them just below my ample breasts.

I blinked at him. “It’s what I always wear to sleep these days. They are comfy.”

He exhaled. “Fine.”

The lights switched off and the room was once again bathed in muted darkness.

I snuggled closer to the sheets and turned to the side, facing him. It felt so warm and soft, and everything smelled like him.

I could feel his eyes grazing over every part of my body. Like invisible fire smothering my body in the warmest flames and cocooning me entirely.

A throb surged in my core and I had to squeeze my thighs together to feel an ounce of relief.

“You look pretty,” he whispered, tucking a strand of my loose hair.

Just a whisper of his word and I melted. I knew everything about this man, yet the vulnerability of our situation felt like I was just getting to know him for the first time.

Steeling my spine, I scooted closer to him, and his breath came off in sharp blows when my skin touched his.

“Katy, what the hell are you doing?”

“Do you think it’s fair, Lan?” I whispered, meeting his eyes.

“What’s fair?”

I leaned over him, my hands on the entire side of his head.

My unwavering gaze met his earnestly. “You said to come back to you when I find me. I said I was trying but I don’t know if that would ever stop.

I may keep trying forever or not at all.

So it’s not fair for you to keep waiting or fair for me to keep hoping. ”

His eyes narrowed. “So what are you saying?”

“I’m saying I want you. I want to be with you. I want to marry you. I want to raise our kids with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You, Lan,” I said softly. “Just you.”

His lips spread into the widest smile. A smile I hadn’t seen in a while. “There’s nothing more I want, angel,” he muttered, lifting his head as he captured me in a kiss.

His tongue slowly traced over my bottom lip and my top before it swept inside my parted lips. He groaned, kissing me deeper and harder, and it tasted like him. Like us. Our tongues danced at a fevered, practiced pace, just the right tilt of our heads and the right angle of our lips.

Like we’d done this a thousand times.

And we had.

I could feel it all. I could feel him everywhere.

It was undeniable love and repressed desire bursting out all at once.

His hands started to weave around the nape of my neck, but I took hold of his hands and brought them around and crawled over his body, straddling him as I deepened the kiss.

He went crazy kissing me back with such passion that to the outside eye, it might look like we were two lost teenagers kissing for the first time.

“I want to fuck you, angel,” he murmured between the kisses. “So fucking badly.” Yet like he couldn’t get enough of me, he kept kissing me.

Oh, but I have other plans for you, my rogue boy.

And that gave me enough time to keep him distracted for what I was about to do.

My inner slut was already blazing like an untamed volcano for attempting something brave.

I could blame it on my pregnancy, or I could blame it on how my depraved body craved the way he took me the last two times.

I only wanted more and more of that feeling.

To be taken hard. To be fucked hard.

“Now, angel,” Lan breathed as we came up for air. “Fuck, my cock hurts.”

It was only when he tried to grab me that he realized what I’d just done.

His eyes widened when the wiggle of his hand sent a loud clanking sound reverberating through the room, and his neck craned backward to see both his wrists handcuffed to the headboard.

Handcuffs that I secretly hid behind his bed while he was out playing with Luka.

“Katy, what the fuck is this?” His shocked eyes flew to mine.

I smirked, leaning in to press a lingering kiss on his jaw. The sharp stubble bit the softness on my lips.

“Katy?” He raised a brow. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Shush.” I placed a finger on his lips. “It’s my time to have fun.”

I retrieved my body away from him and a low groan ripped out of his mouth when my hips grazed the tip of his heated cock.

“You’re not being fair, angel,” Lan growled.

“All’s fair in love and war, you rogue.” I took my sweet time to turn on all the lights.

Lan blinked at the glaring lights before a hiss escaped his gritted teeth at the sight of me.

The brightness lit every inch of me. I was bare-faced except for my puckered red lips, my hair in loose natural waves, and my baby doll sweeping perfectly over my body.

I hardly looked pregnant, maybe fuller and curvier than my previous lean frame. And I knew it was driving him crazy.

“Undo me right this moment,” Lan demanded, pinning me with his sharp gaze. “I don’t like being restrained like this, Katy.”

“Too bad, Lan.” I smiled sweetly, playing with the straps of my dress. “I failed to mention the one other thing I want.”

“Which is?”

“Payback.”

“Payback for what?”

“Oh, you know what, baby.” A coy smile curved my lips when I walked over to the foot of the bed. Right in front of his eyes. Just so he didn’t miss a thing.

“You think you can play with me like this?” Lan grinned wickedly. “You think you’re a bad girl now? You’ve no idea what I’ll do to you when you let me go, angel.”

I faltered for the briefest second before shaking out of it. “That is if I let you go, Mr. Greige. I have a lot planned for you tonight.”

If I thought his gaze was intense before, it was pitch dark now. So full of lust, desire, need, and love, caressing my skin like a satiny whisper on a cold night.

His wicked grin widened. “Like what, Ms. Evans? Like my cock strangling your pussy till your vision dances like a ballerina.”

My toes curled, and my eyes glazed. Why the hell did I love his filthy mouth this much? Maybe because it was making me a fool on the inside, a complete fool for him.

I didn’t have a better comeback for that, but I still had a better plan. I slyly lifted my dress, slowly and slowly, a centimeter by centimeter.

A smile ghosted my lips when his grin dropped.

“You want to see what’s underneath, Lan?” I teased.

He swallowed. “Yes.”

“You want to see this?” I lifted the fabric just below my waist to reveal my transparent red lacy underwear, with tiny embroidered roses and a jewel in the middle.

His breath bitched and his jaw clenched. “Don’t fucking play with me, angel.”

“Oh.” I bit my bottom lip hard. “I love playing with you, Lan.”

With a whoosh, I let the skirt fall back, and bloody murder shone in Lan’s frustrated eyes.

“Don’t worry, baby,” I whispered. “Patience.”

I sneaked my hands beneath my skirt and wiggled my thin, lacy panties down my legs.

My fingers curled over the bloodred fabric as I lifted them. His heavy eyes glinted with a predatory need as they followed my motion.

“Do you think this smells like me, Lan?”

“How about I bury my nose between your leaking pussy to find out, angel.”

I licked my lips. “But this is all you’re going to get at this moment.” I wiggled my panties between my fingers before I crawled over to him, my knees on either side of his.

I dragged my underwear over his jaw and his cheek and then over to his nose. He nuzzled his nose against the fabric, breathing deeply while drinking me with his eyes.

I left it there and kneeled over him, and I drank him in return like a thirsty siren.

He was shirtless, every inch carved and defined, his warmth radiating into my bones like sultry wind on a heatwave.

“How about I give you a little sneak peek?” I parted my thighs, and his eyes dragged to my bare glistening pussy. I haven’t shaved completely bare in a while, and his eyes conveyed just how much he liked it.

“I can’t wait to turn it red and raw while I fuck you good.”

I swallowed my next breath and dipped my fingers inside the waistband of his shorts and dragged them down. Soon, they were a heap on the floor.

“Your turn.”

“Not yet.”

Lan didn’t shy away from his nudity, even bound and under me. The air still charged like he was the one in true control.

I closed my fingers over his thick, hard length. Keeping my eyes on him, I leaned closer, and his cock flexed and jerked when my hot breath fanned over the tip of his cock.

“Do you want to feed on my cock?” Lan voiced in a steely tone. “You want my thick cock to suffocate and gag your tiny little throat, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whispered like I was under his spell, and darted my tongue out and licked the drop of pre-cum

A loud hiss left his lips, and his left thigh lifted to caress my cheek. “Yes, put it in your mouth. Swallow it, Katy.”

Like a weak-kneed whore for him, my spine shivered from the thrill of his voice. But I listened, taking every inch of his soft hardness, growing larger and larger as I took him deeper.