Page 34 of Merciless Promise
“Seeing how you hated me right after, I would say so.”
“I could never hate you,” I said to him as I ground myself against him. When he didn’t immediately begin to ravish me, I leaned in and kissed my way up his neck and over his chin. Right before I could fuse my mouth to his, he grabbed me by the throat and held me at arm’s length.
“If looks could’ve killed, I would’ve been dead before the elevator came to a stop, and now you’re trying to seduce me out in the open where anyone could see. What gives?”
“Obviously not you,” I muttered before continuing. “I need you, Kingston,” I attempted to get closer, but was unsuccessful. When I tried again, the universe started to spin, and I would’ve toppled completely over had Kingston not still had a grasp on me.
Ekaterina was a very sexual woman, and despite knowing how much she enjoyed being fucked by me, this public display was very out of character for her. She was definitely not a prude, but she was also not as much of a voyeur either. Earlier, when I’d fucked her in the elevator, she had been mortified that others might see us, yet she wanted me to fuck her now for the entire city to see.
I grabbed her by the neck, and as my hand tightened around her throat, there were no flares of excitement, desire, or anger to be found in the cloudy depths of her eyes. In fact, Ekaterina could hardly stare at me. Her gaze was so unfocused and a bit hazy. She’d had the one drink earlier, and even if she had defied me and stolen another, something was wrong.
“You’re intoxicated,” I said to her.
She refocused her gaze on me. “I’m not, Kingston. I’m horny.”
I arched a brow. She was definitely on something that included more than alcohol. As I continued to stare at her, I couldn’t hold her attention, and she shifted nervously on my lap.She was horny, though. I could feel a dampness on my thigh where she straddled me, but it was more than that.
“What were you just drinking, puisín?”
“W-water,” she stammered before leaning in the best that she could so she could move back to what she had started with my shirt. I felt the brush of her fingers against the flesh she was baring, and I was now in the same state that she was. My cock was hard and throbbing, but I could rectify that once I was balls deep inside of her.
If she was anyone else and our circumstances not what they currently were, I would keep this one tied to my bed. Back at my loft, I had a soundproof room that would be perfect for all the things I wanted to do to her in this moment. Only, it wasn’t a current feeling, but one that never seemed to go away.
That realization made me scowl, so I pushed those thoughts to the back of my head. When I refocused on the moment, I looked down between us to where she had undone the last button on my shirt. Right after, the jolt of electricity that usually passed between us shocked us both. She rocked back as much as she could and moaned, while I released a low growl.
“I think you’re a liar,” I said to her in as cool a tone as I could.
“And I think you’re not man enough for the job,” she said moments before my hand tightened even more.
She was so good at goading me into doing her bidding. I was much more mature and worldly than my kid brother had been, so I could only imagine how easily Princeton had succumbed to her charm. I wasn’t my brother, which she would soon see. Ekaterina might think she could top me, but I ruled these streets.
I controlled them...I controlled her...I owned her...
At least until she gave me what I needed. It wasn’t anything I even wanted, but to hold on to everything, it was a sacrifice I was willing to make. After all, my grandfather had told methroughout the years that sacrifice sometimes involved pain, and I not only had to inflict it, but also endure it for the sake of the family.
The Brannington Empire. I’d spoken to Cillian again tonight, but he seemed more interested in the pack of women hanging off his every word. It was his birthday, and I knew one of those women would blow his candle out, if they didn’t all take turns. Still, I was worried about Cill, who’d been a shell of himself over the last five or six years.
“Don’t buy trouble worrying about things that don’t concern you. Take care of your own house before trying to tear down another’s”my grandfather had preached over the years.
Right now, my house was in shambles. I was married to a woman whose very existence I hated, and whose life I wanted to permanently end. I was being forced to create an heir I didn’t even want. There might’ve been wisdom in his words after all.
I turned my eyes to my wife, and she was looking more dazed by the second. I released her neck from my grip, and the moment I did, she bolted off my lap. As soon as she tried to turn, I watched her stagger, needing to clutch the tree trunk to hold herself up.
I sprang to my own feet, then grabbed Ekaterina. I pinned her between myself and the tree, then fused my mouth to hers. The second that I did, anger filled me and began to mix with the adrenaline and desire already flowing through my veins.
She clung to me the moment I thrust my tongue into her mouth. I immediately detected both citrus of lime and orange before tasting the tequila on her tongue. She had lied to me, as suspected. Pulling away, I stroked the side of her face.
“Let’s get out of here. We have a room upstairs.”
She beamed at me, and while I returned a feral grin at her, it wouldn’t be for the reason she thought. Did I intend to fuck her tonight? Absolutely! Would she enjoy what was to come?Definitely not, at least in the end. The last thing I wanted to do was make a commotion out here when there were still so many inside, so I kept my cool as I placed one hand behind her back, then led her back into the hotel.
Instead of re-entering the ballroom, we took a different set of elevators up from the lobby. The entire ascent, I had to remind myself that I needed her for a purpose. Until she fulfilled it, I would never be free of her. After her antics tonight, that time couldn’t come soon enough. The very fact that she had made me fly into a jealous rage earlier as well only added to my desperation to father a son as quickly as possible. I refused to feel anything other than lust or disgust for this whore, and I wouldn’t let my guard down for a single second, or else I’d likely end up like Princeton.
I hurried her to the room as soon as we reached our floor and made it inside our room. She spun around and grabbed me. “I need you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.”
“I’m not used to such vulgarity from you, puisín. If you want my cock, drop to your fucking knees and ask me nicely.”
“Here?” she asked as she looked around.
