Master of Lies (The Unredeemables Book 1) by Shannon Mckenna

Author:Shannon Mckenna [Mckenna, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Oliver Heber Books
Published: 2023-04-10T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

Freya

Oh, that arrogant, filthy son-of-a-bitch. It infuriated me, that he could just flip my switch like that, with nothing but a smoldering glance and a few coarse words.

But my anger didn’t quench the fire one bit. It made it burn hotter. Which was embarrassing and dumb and dangerous. And I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.

I wanted to smack him into next week. I also wanted to knock him down onto his back, rip off his pants, and free up that gorgeous, stiff cock. Then I wanted to mount up and ride him in a long, hard gallop, straight into wild, screaming, throbbing completion.

My hands were clenching, my thighs squeezing, toes curling.

His face was a rigid mask, with streaks of color on his cheekbones, a muscle pulsing rapidly in his jaw. I’m glad he couldn’t hide his arousal. If I reached down between his legs, I was very sure he would not bat my hand away.

It came to me in a flash of sudden, visceral certainty, how he was trying to keep me out. Acting like a crude, entitled asshole to scare me away. Make me back down.

But I was past fear. I wanted inside his mind. I wanted to be sure of him, after all the data I had collected, which flatly contradicted his behavior the past couple of days. Risking his mission and himself to protect me, over and over and over, because he just couldn’t help himself, no matter what it cost him…that was the knee-jerk behavior of a heroic, righteous dude, the one I’d always believed him to be.

The one I desperately wanted him to be.

I needed to know. To get closer. To make him gasp and yell and beg for mercy.

Sex was the only way through his defenses. I’d felt the real Jed last night. I’d felt him this morning, too, when he’d kissed me after depositing me into the cliff cave. I had to find that man again. Running into this cold wall over and over…it was unbearable.

I pulled off my sweatshirt, brushing wild, electrified hair out of my eyes.

“Freya,” His voice was a menacing rasp. “I’m not in the mood for mind games.”

“It’s not your mind I want to play with.” I tossed the sweater away and then undid the clasp of my bra before sending that right after it.

“Don’t push me,” he warned. “I won’t be gentle.”

“Well, thank God for that. Neither will I. Finally, something we agree on.”

I unfastened my belt, let the oversized pants drop to the ground. Stepped out of them, jaybird naked, except for wool socks. The lumberjack nympho concubine vibe.

I straddled him and sat on his lap, my breasts right below his chin. Savoring the hot, angry color on his cheeks, the flash in his startled eyes.

And of course, that magnificent, hot, hard erection against my inner thigh. Excitement made my thighs clench around his. It was cold in the room, but I felt sweaty, feverish.

“Goddammit, Freya,” he muttered. “You just keep pushing and pushing.”

“So stop fighting, you rude, ungrateful brute.

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