Page 200 of A Dagger of Ice and Intrigue
Then he rose again.
His gaze had changed.
It had turned predatory.
Wanting.
Craving.
“Knew you were a brat. You know what happens to brats?” His mouth trailed lower, peppering kisses over my ribs, tongue diving into my bellybutton. “They get bent over and punished for what they’ve done.”
Gods-fucking-dammit, he was going to make me come with his voice alone.
The pressure between my thighs turned unbearable. But what I really wanted between my legs was him.Anypart of him.
“P-punished how?” I managed to ask.
“Your ass in the air, my hand on it. Again and again and again. I’d make you count each strike, too.”
I inhaled sharply.
I might have actually burned alive from the growing blaze inside of me. He’d barely touched me and I was already wet and aching.
I wanted him.
Loudly.
Without restraint.
“Would you like that?” he asked, kisses slowing.
It might have been my imagination, but he sounded hesitant. As if afraid he’d revealed too much, too soon. Or something she didn’t want.
Would I have liked that?
After a lifetime of being the perfect First Daughter, the perfect Huntress, the perfect Clan heir?
Always in control, never allowed to make a mistake, or follow my true desires?
“Fuck yes,” I moaned.
The words tasted like freedom.
Ryker moved faster than my gaze could track him, catching my lips in a searing kiss. All I could do was try and keep up with him as my lust clouded all of my thoughts.
Ryker ripped himself away breathing as heavily as I did. “Good. I think you’re going to like the next part, too.”
Before I could ask what he had planned for me, Ryker gave me another wicked grin and crawled down my body.
“Gods,” I breathed out, watching him grip my knees.
“Allie, darling, not even Xamor himself can help you now.”
Chapter
Forty-Three
ALLIE
