breasts sprang free, the lovely mounds bouncing with her movements. He
grasped one with both hands, and laved it with his tongue, starting around the
edge of the aureole, then spiraling in to the center, until he captured the
hard peak of her nipple. He lapped with his tongue, and then sucked hard. She
gasped, the fabric of the gag curving into her mouth. He smiled at her,
caressed her other breast, then sucked on that quivering nipple.
She arched her hips as though
trying to buck him off, surprising him with her strength. He moved down her
thighs, pinning them tightly between his knees, and then removed the beaded
belt around her hips. He tugged away what was left of the skirt. He'd hated to
ruin the enchanting garment, but it was worth it.
Now, she lay before him wearing
only the skimpy lavender panties. He admired her body, his gaze gliding from
her hips, over her navel, up her stomach to her breath-taking breasts, then
came to rest on her face.
Then her cheek. And the single tear
streaming down it.
He froze.
"Angelica, you are an
excellent actress. You could almost make me believe …"
She shook her head wildly and his
chest tightened. Had he made a mistake?
He unfastened the gag and removed
it.
"Why are you doing this to me?
It's not fair. I didn't do anything wrong!" She sobbed and tears streamed
freely from her eyes.
His chest constricted. What had he
done?
"Angelica. I didn't mean to …"
As he spoke, he reached out to stroke her cheek but she dodged her head back,
cringing.
"You're afraid of me?"
"What do you expect? You're
attacking me!"
"But this is just a game."
Anger filled her eyes.
"Maybe to you. You have all
the power."
He untied her wrists, but annoyance
flooded through him. Her body had reacted to him. He knew she'd been enjoying
his kisses. His caresses.
"You have wanted me right from
the beginning," he retorted.
"Why you arrogant—"
"Then you began the
role-playing."
"That's what you thought? Why
would you?"
"I read the books in your
purse," he responded.
Her jaw dropped open.
"You went through my purse?
How dare you?"
He glared at her.
"Silence!"
At his commanding tone, her mouth
clamped shut and her eyes widened.
"You were aroused by
everything I was just doing."
"I was n—"
"Silence!"
He glared at her until her erratic
breathing calmed and he was fairly certain she wouldn't interrupt him again.
"I will not force you to have
sex with me, I don't need to force a woman, but you have wronged my family and
me and you will have to pay that debt somehow." Angelica stared at the
devil-man, her insides twisting. He stood up and stormed toward the doorway,
leaving her mostly naked body sprawled on the couch.
The adrenaline pumping through her
like rocket fuel at Kadin's aggression had subsided when he'd backed off, but
now it flooded her system again as a new fear rocked her.
Would
he imprison her after all? Is that what Kadin had in mind for her?
* * *
Kadin stormed into his room, and threw
himself into a large, upholstered chair, and stared out the window at the night
sky, seething. As the stars glittered in the blackness, his anger subsided and
guilt pushed through him.
He had frightened the poor, young
woman when he had only meant to please her. He pushed himself to his feet and
paced, his hands clasped behind his back. What kind of fool was he? He knew
nothing of these sorts of games.
The memory of Angelica arching
beneath him, her hips pressing up against his groin, set his cock throbbing. It
had been very stimulating. Certainly learning would be well worth the effort,
but his first attempt had failed miserably.
He had frightened her. His jaw
clenched. That thought brought out a fierce protectiveness he had never
experienced before. His hands clenched into fists. Damn it. He wanted to
protect her from himself!
What kind of fool had he been to
get involved with the woman who had been involved in Dhiya being taken from
him?
He approached the open window, and
then