Bound by Mila Young & C.R. Jane

Author:Mila Young & C.R. Jane [Young, Mila & Jane, C.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Reverse Harem, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Romance, Paranormal, Dystopia, Dark, Adult, Menage
ISBN: 9781094718118
Google: RjGTxAEACAAJ
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2019-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

We were on our way back to the hotel from yet another dull cocktail event that night, and I was glad for it, as I’d had enough of watching the most attractive women on Earth paw at Derrial all night, trying to get his attention. For some reason it had bothered me. I scanned the traffic quietly as it passed by, trying to understand why I felt this way.

“The traffic. I never appreciated it before tonight.” Derrial moved closer to me, taking my face in his free hand. Derrial’s other hand softly stroked the skin that was showing from my short cocktail dress. “This skin has been torturing me,” he murmured. My breathing shifted to panting as he slid a finger along the hem of my dress. He began to lift the hem higher, ignoring my startled gasp at the fact that he was doing that in the backseat of a car with a driver in the seat in front of us.

He brought my face closer to him but stopped short of kissing me. Instead, he lingered for a moment, and I breathed him in, losing myself momentarily to his touch, his scent, his nearness. When he finally crushed his lips to mine, my hand flew up and caught his, shocking both of us as I held him to me, greedy for the taste of him. As he kissed me, Derrial’s hands urged my legs apart and he slipped his hand up so high that his fingers brushed against the silk of my underwear. I wrenched myself away from him, gasping for air. When his fingers moved to pull my underwear to the side, I locked my legs on his hand.

“No,” I mouthed to him.

I could see the driver struggling to keep his eyes on the road as it was impossible for him to miss what was going on in the backseat.

Derrial took pity on me and withdrew his hand, giving me a smirk as he did so.

“I can smell you,” he said, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes as if he was in ecstasy and the car was somehow full of my scent. I blushed and turned so I was staring out at the traffic and the historic buildings instead of looking at him. My lips burned from his efforts and it was a struggle to sit still in the car as we made our way to the hotel. I could see him in the reflection of my window, silently watching me with that infuriating look he always had that told me he could see right through me.

We couldn’t get to the hotel fast enough.

By the time we had made our way to the Mandarin Oriental, I had almost convinced myself to go through with it. Sex with Derrial. It was clearly what he wanted. And maybe once the whole mystique of what having sex would be like with me was over, he would be over me and I would be left alone.

I ignored the part of me that balked at the idea of him leaving me alone.

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