Page 19 of Wicked

I groan low, get another, and I walk it to her. Really, I want to be the first inside her. To make her mine and to try out those slick, slick folds.

To stretch her all the way.

The virgin smiles, takes it, and dries herself. As I look away, I rotate my neck. I try to catch her in the mirror as she makes an ‘ahhhh’ sound. It is sexy as fuck, not that pain is sexy.

Well, it can bewith me.

Raven sees me watching her, and she squints and holds my eyes. We check each other out, and then she finishes by wrapping the towel around her steaming hot body.

She is now cute, pure, clean, and fresh. Also, edible. Somehow, she has gone from a crazy mud-woman four to a pristine twelve.

The stranger extends a hand and I take it. As she steps out of the bath, she winces and drops. Half catching her, I lift her up quickly. She tries to stand again and yelps.

“Knee?” I ask. She nods, so I lift her into my arms. The virgin smiles, her lips inches from mine again. I shake away the thought.

Do not go there!

The last thing I need is an ex-virgin stalker. I will spoil and ruin her, breaking her body and her mind. Then she will be broken,forever.Leave her for someone normal. Get her under control. Focus on work. Secure the castle. Get back to business.

End of story!

We clamber down the hall, and I carry her into what was booked as my suite. Number three.

“This is mine. You get the bed, okay?”

“How honorable.”

I walk us in, and she sees the four-poster bed facing the sea. As she purrs softly, I walk her to it. I drop her slowly down, andour cheeks touch.

We’re almost kissing, and it is completely unplanned. All I need to do is not move and see what she does.

Option two, rotate my neck until our lips brush.

Carrying that virgin butt was a bad idea, and my cock is already hard.

As she lays back and sighs, I choose to pull back, and I pop my neck and see the sunset. I consider myself near perfect atclosing down distractions. Not letting women distract me from running my empire is what I do. It is, however, proving messy tonight.

Pulling out keys, I head for the door.

“I’ll get our bags. Stay in bed.”

“That’s an awfully strong command,” the virgin says from my bed. I eye her, and our eyes hold. I toss a small pillow at her and leave. The mess catches it and throws it back.

It’s just a test, Dante. Just atest.

9

RAVEN

I awake in a strange bed, and I quickly look around.

“What the…” My forehead hurts, and I touch it. “Ouch!” I don’t have a headache, but something is sore on one side.

Hearing a moan in the room, I glance around left and right. I finally find a guy sleeping on a weird sofa behind me.

He is in black, satin boxer briefs and nothing else, besides tattoos, muscle, and a white blanket. He is tall, gorgeous, dark haired, and something about last nightrattles in my memory.

I reach down and gasp. I still have a thong on, but yikes, I’m a little wet. I see my bra nearby, and I pull it over and put it on. The dark stranger stirs in his sleep, and I sneak out of bed, staying low. I ache a little, and my knee is weak. The dark stranger with full lips and a perfect jawline needs examining.

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