Page 23 of Legacy of His Revenge
And now...
‘We didn’t use contraception.’ He swivelled to face her, his body already responding to her warm, flushed face and the peep of her soft, generous breasts. He wanted to have her again immediately and that unnerved him as well.
‘Huh?’
‘Last night. You woke me up and we made love without protection.’
Sophie shot up into a sitting position, pulling her knees towards her. ‘I—I didn’t think...’ she stammered. She wouldn’t be pregnant. Shecouldn’tbe pregnant. Alarm and dismay flooded her face. ‘There’s no way there could be an accident,’ she shot back, eyes huge. ‘It’s the wrong time of the month for me...’
Was it? She was too fraught to do the maths.
‘And I couldn’t bethatunlucky.’
Disconcerted, Matias frowned. ‘Unlucky?’
Sophie leapt out of the bed, belatedly remembered that she was buck naked and dragged the duvet out to cover her. Having sex with no protection had catapulted him right back to the conniving girlfriend who had almost booked herself a trip down the aisle on the back of a fake pregnancy scare, but the horror writ large on Sophie’s expressive face was telling a different story and as she scuttled away from him his instinct wasn’t to pursue his accusations. His instinct was to chase her right back into his bed.
‘Do you honestly think I wouldwantto find myself pregnant byyou?’ Her voice was high and unsteady.
Matias stood up, as sleek and graceful as a panther, and as dangerous to her state of mind. ‘Why are you bothering to try and cover yourself? I’ve seen you in your birthday suit and, besides, your left breast is out.’
Sophie looked down and was confronted by the sight of her pink nipple perkily defying her attempts at concealment. When she raised her eyes again it was to find Matias standing right in front of her. He had slipped on his boxers to work but aside from that he was gloriously naked and she almost fainted at the surge of desire that swept through her like a tidal wave.
‘You don’t mean it when you say that you’d be unlucky if you discovered you were pregnant by me,’ he grated and Sophie glared at him.
‘You’resoarrogant.’
‘You like it.’
‘You’resonot my type.’
‘You like that too. It’s boring when you’re with someone who’s just like you. Where’s the excitement in that?’
‘I don’t want exciting. I’veneverwanted exciting. My mother wasted most of her lifewanting exciting.’
‘You’re not your mother,’ Matias returned without skipping a beat, settling his hands on her soft shoulders and gently massaging them. ‘And you may not wantexcitingbut that doesn’t mean that your goal in life should be to settle fordeadly dull. I’m taking it,’ he continued, the low, lazy drawl of his voice sending shivers up and down her spine, ‘that you’re putting me in theexcitingcategory.’
‘This isn’t funny, Matias!’
‘It’s anything but,’ he agreed. ‘Especially,’ he surprised himself by adding, ‘considering I had a narrow escape with a woman who claimed to be pregnant so that she could get me to put a wedding band on her finger.’
‘What?’ Sophie tried to recapture some of the anger she had felt but his fingers were doing things to her body and she was relaxing and unbending and turning into a rag doll at his touch.
She was also, she discovered, heading back to the bed, a fact she only realised when she toppled back onto the mattress, with the duvet flying off her, leaving him in no doubt that, for all her protests, she was most definitely turned on by him. The tips of her nipples were stiff peaks and the rub of wetness between her legs was practically audible.
Matias didn’t give her time to think. He’d never considered himself the sort of guy who could fall prey to the mindless demands of his body, but he was discovering that that was just the sort of guy she turned him into. It wasn’t going to last longer than a heartbeat so why, he thought, shouldn’t he just yield and enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime experience?
He shoved her over so that he could take up position lying next to her and before she could start protesting he slipped his hands between her legs and edged his finger into her, feeling her wetness with a soft moan of satisfaction.
‘Stop doing that,’ Sophie protested, squirming half-heartedly to distance herself from his exploring fingers. ‘I can’t think when you do that. You’re arrogant and you have a nerve implying that I would be the sort of girl who would engineer a pregnancy to try and get you up the aisle!’
‘Did I imply that?’
‘Yes, you did! What girlfriend?’
Matias lay back and stared up at the ceiling. ‘I was young and cocky and on my way up. I thought I knew it all and could take on anything. Turned out I was no match for a woman who wanted to start at ground zero with me. She’d spotted my potential. I was already a massive earner by then and driving around like a strutting bull in a red Ferrari.’
‘Obnoxious, in other words,’ Sophie muttered darkly, but she was secretly won over by the way he could mock himself.
