KILO_Sybil Bartel by Sybil Bartel

Author:Sybil Bartel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Alpha Elite Series
Publisher: Sybil Bartel
Published: 2024-02-01T00:00:00+00:00

Anneliese

“Hey.” Short and tight, the word was the color of concern but the hue of anger. “What the fuck was that?”

I drew in a breath, then another. “I’m sorry. I just lost my balance. I’m fine.”

“You flinched.”

Oh. “It’s….” It was what? Reactionary? Habit? Him? Another life? Someone I used to be. Someone I never wanted to be. What could I say? I didn’t want to discuss it with him, and I didn’t want him to see me as weak, but here we were, because I’d reacted. “Apologies. It’s just—I’m not used to….” Being touched or grabbed or looked after. “It was reactionary.” I swallowed hard. “I’m not a victim. I wasn’t reacting to you….” Stopping before I said anything more that only made me look exactly how I didn’t want to appear to this man, I shook my head. “Never mind.”

He didn’t never mind. He did what I was beginning to understand was inherent to his personality. He took me and everything I’d said head-on. “More than one way to be assaulted, woman.”

“I’m fine.”

“Doesn’t track that way.” He briefly glanced at my bruise and changed the subject. “After the flight, we’re getting that looked at.”

“I don’t need a doctor.”

“I wasn’t asking. Find that flipside, stop overthinking, and recognize I have the controls.”

Same as last night, his use of the word control set me on edge, but unlike last night, I now knew exactly what his kind of control felt like, and I wanted to drown in it. Except I didn’t know what he meant by flipside. “What side?”

“That sweet, submissive side.”

Sweet? “That doesn’t… put you off?”

“Put me off,” he stated.

Since I’d first heard it, his voice had only three tones. Three shades of the same storm. Unwavering, unwaveringly dominant, and unwaveringly commanding. I had heard all three, but for once, with just three small words, I heard a new shade. Unwaveringly incredulous.

Of its own volition, my breath held. “Yes.”

“I’m a SEAL. What part of that makes you think I’d want anything other than you submissive? Especially when you’re under me.”

My heart pattered in an unsettling rhythm. “And when I’m not under you?”

His firm grip turned into a heavy, languid stroke up my arm until his hand fisted in my hair. “What do you think?”

I barely breathed. “I don’t know.”

He became the storm. “I want to dominate the fuck out of you.”

The unsettling rhythm stopped. Everything stopped. My heart, my breath, my world.

Then he released my hair, and his expression shut down. “Still dizzy? Don’t fucking lie.”

Dizzy didn’t begin to cover it. “A little.”

“Headache? Impaired vision?”

He was impairing my vision. “No. Are we going to be seeing other people on this flight?”

“Yeah. Nausea worse or the same?”

“I’ll be fine once I get some caffeine, but I wish I had a brush and some makeup for the bruise.”

Without warning, he threaded his thick fingers into my hair, pushed it away from my face and captured the back of my neck. Then he leaned down like he was going to kiss me.

Except he didn’t kiss me.

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