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“If that were the case, you would have left by now,” he says. “Yet here you are.”

I’m choking on the heat now. My lungs are filled with smoke, and I can’t draw another breath.

“So that begs the question—what are you still doing in my room, Emma?” His voice is a forbidden caress, touching me in places no man has ever been.

Before I can take another breath, his arm wraps around my waist. He spins me around and pulls me flush against his body. I close my eyes as fire licks my skin.

“Oh my God,” I breathe out.

It’s a simple contact. His hand over my waist. But it’s more intense than anything I ever felt.

“There’s no God coming to save you now, Emma,” he says, brushing his lips against my ear. “You’re all mine now.”

My heart gallops in my ribcage.

“I gave you a chance to run, but you wanted to stay,” he says. His hand clasps the hem of my nightgown and drags it up my thighs. “Is this what you were waiting for, little girl?”

His hand brushes against my hipbone. I realize that he’s waiting for permission.

I drop my head against his chest on an exhale.

For once in my life, I surrender to the moment. I don’t know what the future will bring, but I’m not thinking about that right now. I let the night completely own me.

“You should have just said so,” he says, moving his hand between my thighs and cupping my sex from over my panties. “You should have told me that you had a wet little pussy that needed to be taken care of.”

I bite down on my lower lip, stifling a moan.

My body is wedged between the cabinet and his massive form. There’s a mirror before me where I can see our reflections. The sight of the hunger on his face makes me want to abandon every defense.

It makes me want to let him in.

I want him to be the only man who’ll ever touch me. I want to be the only woman who’ll ever touch him.

“I stood no chance,” he says. “Look at you. You’re a ripe little thing that’s begging to be devoured by a man. How could I have ever resisted?”

His large hand grips my panties and rips them until I’m bare for him.

“Is this all for me, little girl?” he asks.

I free fall. There’s no land in sight. I’m already past the point of no return.

He grabs my hair and forces me to meet his eyes in the mirror. As our eyes lock, his index finger slices through my folds, exploring all of me. I gasp when his finger touches my swollen clit.

“I should be punishing you for walking around with a wet little pussy.” His fist pulls tighter on my hair.

“Oh God,” I pant, moving my hips against him as he pushes the rough pad of his finger against my entrance.

“You disobey every order I give you. You torment me with every breath you take. You’re going to be the end of me, aren’t you?” he says. “You’re going to be the reason I finally snap.”

His free hand closes over my breast.

“Look at how perfectly you fit me,” he says, squeezing me. “It’s almost like you were made just for me.”

He pushes the material of my nightgown out of the way until I’m bare for him. There’s nothing but moonlight on my skin, but the way he’s looking at me makes me feel like I’ve never looked more beautiful in my life.

“I know you’re not going to stop teasing me until I pop this little cherry,” he says, tapping my entrance with his finger. “You’ll be taking care of the kids during the day. But when night falls, you’ll be coming to my room to take care of my aching cock.”

A thrill runs through me. I jerk against his hold, my chest heaving with every sinful word that leaves his mouth.

“God help me, you like the idea of that, don’t you?” His mouth is against my temple, his words meant only for my ears. “Do you want to be my dirty little slut, Emma?”

He pinches my nipple, making me see shooting stars behind my eyelids.

“I don’t think I’m capable of being gentle with you,” he says, playing with my clit. “I’m going to take whatever I want from you. I’m going to chew you up and spit you out.”

“I want that,” I whisper. “I’ll take everything you want to give me.”

Desperation and lust build like a volcano inside me. I want so much more from this man than his touch. I want him inside me.

I twirl my ass against his hardness, enticing him to own me in every way.

“You don’t even know what you’re asking for, little girl,” he says. “I’m only going to hurt you.”

His words hold weight. A warning.

I trespass anyway.

“I don’t mind a little pain,” I say. If anything, I’m used to it.

His hands come to rest on my hips. His head is bent low, and his chest is heaving. I turn around in his hold.

“Hey,” I whisper, touching his chest. “Are you okay?”

His hand shoots out like a viper, enclosing around my wrist.

“Pain is all I know,” he says. “And if you entangle your fate with mine, it’s all I’ll ever add to your life.”

In this moment, I see all the way down to his soul.

It’s restless, just like mine. It’s been bruised, and it’s hurting. I don’t know what comes over me, but I reach for his face.

I get on my tiptoes and brush my lips against his.

That’s when he takes over. He clutches my head and presses his lips harder against mine. I’m underwater now, and the world has never looked more beautiful. He becomes my only source of oxygen.

He kisses me like I’m the only anchor he’s ever been given.

He picks me up like I weigh nothing.My legs wrap around his waist as he carries me. I don’t care where he’s taking me as long as he doesn’t stop kissing me.

He throws me on the bed and climbs on top of me.

My fingers are in his hair. His hands squeeze my hips, holding me in place as he devours me. When our tongues meet, I feel like I’m alive for the first time.

My nightgown ends up bunched around my waist as we kiss.

I spread my thighs wide to accommodate him.

The towel around his hips comes undone. His heavy cock now rests against my skin.

It’s the size of my forearm and pulsing with angry need.

If it weren’t for how turned on I am right now, I would be terrified by the size of him.

“Fuck, you feel so good underneath me,” he says. “So wet, so eager, so pliant. I could do whatever I want to you, and you’d only ask for more.”

He kisses my neck as I stare up at the ceiling.

The cocktail of chemicals in my bloodstream feels dangerous. Now that I know what this feels like, I’ll forever be chasing this high. I’m already addicted to it.

He moves down to my breasts, kissing all of me until I’m writhing underneath him. He takes his time with each nipple, sucking and sucking until they’re hard pebbles for him.

“Tits like these are made to make a man lose his mind,” he says, moving down to my belly. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

His tongue dips into my belly button and leaves a trail of kisses all the way down to my sex. When he reaches the apex of my thighs,he pauses to study me.

His eyes meet mine.

Shyness seizes me by the throat.

It’s the way he’s looking at me—like the secrets of theuniverse are written on my face.

“You smell so sweet and innocent, Emma,” he says. “It almost makes me want to spare you, but I’m a selfish fucking bastard.”

His head disappears between my thighs again. He wraps his lips around my clit like a starving man.Every thought in my head slips away.

All of me expands and contracts. My universe begins and ends on his lips.

When he starts kissing me there , I become boneless.

“I’m going to fuck this pretty pussy.” His voice rumbles through all of me. “I’m going to ruin it for any other man.”

“I want you,” I say. “Only you.”

“Fuck it,” he says. “I might as well tie you down and breed you while I’m at it. I’m going to keep filling you up with my come until I get the job done.”

I’m gasoline. And his filthy words are the match.

I come undone right there and then.

“Give it to me, little girl,” he says. “Go ahead and come on my face. Give me everything. I’m going to need you wet and pliant for all the things I’m about to do to you.”

I cry out into the night, bucking against him as shockwaves of pleasure roll through me. It’s more intense than anything I’ve ever felt.

He pushes my thighs farther apart and climbs back up my body.

“I don’t even remember the last time I had a woman,” he says. “I don’t have a condom.”

“It’s okay,” I whisper.

There are storms in his eyes.

“Are you certain?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say. I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. “I want you bare inside me.”

He squeezes his eyes shut.

“Fuck, I’m really not supposed to be doing this,” he says.

“I won’t tell anyone,” I say. “I’ll be your secret.”

His eyes open. And they’re pure fire.

“You’ve turned me into a fucking cliché,” he says. “The boss fucking the nanny.”

He pushes his cock against my opening. My lips part in a silent moan. My heart is racing with anticipation, but my thighs fall open even wider to make space for him.

“I didn’t know virgins could be this horny,” he says, pushing himself inside me. “You’re way too tight for me, but you still want me to fuck you hard, don’t you? You want to know how a real man fucks his woman.”

His woman.

I like the sound of that. I like it a little too much.

He’s looking into my eyes, searching for something. I nod. His eyes are hooded. He’s about to push through the barrier of my virginity when there’s a knock on the door.

“Klaus, do you need help with anything?” It’s Helena.

Both of us freeze.

Reality comes crashing back. I might be in his bed, but there’s nothing to look forward to in this relationship. This isn’t some fairytale where I’ll live happily ever after with this man.

“Everything’s under control, Helena,” he says. “Thanks for checking on me.”

“Good night, Klaus,” she says.

“Good night,” he replies, his eyes glued to my swollen lips.

We hear the sound of retreating footsteps as Helena walks away. My cheeks burn with mortification. If we can hear her, she surely must have heard us too.

I’m about to sit up, but he pins me in place with his hips.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asks. “I wasn’t done with you yet.”

“But—”

“Keep these pretty thighs open until I get what I want,” he orders, massaging my inner thighs.

There’s chaos in my mind, but my body starts to relax under his touch. It’s the strangest thing—it’s like he has a hold over my nervous system. He can calm me down with a simple touch.

“Don’t get all shy with me now,” he says, cupping my breast in his hand. “You’re not leaving this room without taking my come inside you.”

The walls of my pussy contract around him, betraying me.

“Fuck, little girl,” he says. “I didn’t think it was possible for you to get even tighter.”

I shift underneath him. The weight of his body feels so good on top of me. It feels like a home that will protect me from everything that seeks to harm me.

“What if she comes back?” I ask.

“You’ll just have to be really quiet while I take what I need from you,” he says. “You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

His hand wraps around my throat. His thumb comes to rest on the center of my bottom lip.

I feel him getting bigger inside me.

“These fucking lips,” he says, pushing his thumb inside my mouth. “Everything about you drives me crazy, Emma. Every little detail is designed purely to torture me.”

I glance at the door and shimmy my hips against him.

“I’ll just put the tip in tonight,” he says. “I think I’ll die if I don’t come inside you right now.”

His body is pure power. He fucks me with shallow thrusts, filling me with the tip of his cock over and over again. It already feels like it’s too much. I don’t know how I’ll be able to handle all of him.

The muscles of his neck are tense. He’s trying to hold back.

I touch his face, running my fingers over his thick stubble.He keeps telling me that he likes the way I smell, but I’m obsessed with his scent too. It’s mahogany and sandalwood and just him .

There’s so much that I want to say, but I’m afraid of ruining the moment.

“I don’t understand why this feels so right ,” he says, stealing the words from my mouth. “I can’t stand to touch anyone else, but I can’t stand to not touch you.”

His eyes are glazed.

He never really made his physical attraction toward me a secret, but there’s so much more between us. It’s a bond unlike anything I've ever felt before.

I realize that it’s trust.

I trust Klaus Sinclair, the brooding billionaire with a million secrets.

It’s the only reason I’m able to give in to him so completely. It’s the reason I wouldn’t mind being owned by him.

“What witchery have you done to me, Emma?” he asks.

“You’re the one with the secret herbs and potions,” I reply.

The corners of his lips twitch in amusement. I tug on his beard until he leans down and puts his mouth on mine. We’re kissing again. It makes me feel restless and achy everywhere.

I wrap my thighs tighter around him, trying to pull him deeper inside me.

“You like being kissed while I have my cock inside your tight little pussy, don’t you?” he says.

His thumb is relentless over my clit, driving me into a frenzy.

“Go ahead, angel,” he says, pulling out slowly and sliding back into me. “Come all over my big cock.”

My back arches as I come undone. His thrusts grow brutal. His hand squeezes my throat as he deepens the kiss.

This must be what heaven feels like.

“Are you going to let me come inside you now, Emma?” he asks, glancing down between us to look at the way my breasts bounce for him. “Even if you didn’t, I don’t think I’d be able to pull out of this pussy.”

With a curse, he comes inside me.I’m already addicted to the feeling.

“Fuck, you look so good taking my come, little girl,” he says.

I clench my walls around him, trying to take him deeper inside me. Instead of looking at his face, I rake my fingers through his chest hair, careful to avoid the bandaged areas.

“You’re still hard,” I whisper.

“It’s going to stay that way as long as you’re in my bed,” he replies, rolling off me.

I feel a loss that I can’t explain. We don’t mean anything to each other, but the moment we shared meant everything to me.

“Do you still want me to leave?” I whisper into the dark.

He’s quiet for a moment. Darkness gathers in my belly. I don’t want to sleep in my own bed tonight. I need to be with him.

“Stay,” he says.

His heavy arm wraps around my waist and pulls me closer. My back is now pressed against his broad chest. I realize that we’re...spooning.

He cups my breast and buries hisface in my hair.

“You have no idea how much I need this,” he says. “You don’t know how much I need you.”

My mind tries to turn his words over in my head and analyze each one of them. But the weight of his arm on my body is too relaxing.

I try to fight the sleep just so I can savor this moment. But it’s a losing battle.

Just like whatever new territory Klaus and I just entered.