Hard to Get (Killer of Kings Book 4)(22)

“Of course you do. You have a key.” She glanced down at her body and shrugged. She was still in her black lingerie, but she didn’t make any move to hide her body. Riley had no spark.

Shadow couldn’t stop looking at her. Even in her defeated state, she was exquisite and far sexier close up than in the view of the monitors.

His cock thickened, and all he could think about was fucking her. She looked beautiful and vulnerable at the same time.

She stood up and glared at him. Without her heels, there was no way for her to match him in height.

“You know, this world is one shitty fucked up place. I’ve seen a lot of things in my time already.” She stopped, licking her lips. “Maybe one day you’ll see you’re not alone in it.”

She went to move away, and he should let her. Shadow knew that deep down in his heart this didn’t end well. This ended in death and fire, and evil. Still, he reached out, clasping her wrist, sentencing them as he did so. How could it not? She was an innocent. He didn’t care what she said. She may have seen evil, but the truth was, he’d seen hell on earth.

Together, they wouldn’t help each other.

They couldn’t.

Too many obstacles were in their way, and yet, he pulled her close. Almost as if it was an out of body experience, he held her waist. There was no stopping him now. He couldn’t stop, nor did he want to.

The feel of her skin beneath his hand was perfect, so warm and soft.

Staring into her eyes, he couldn’t look away. He cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her lips. Such tempting lips, begging to be kissed.

“I’ll tell you everything, but first I’ve got to have a little taste.”

Before she could say another word, he claimed her lips.

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This couldn’t be happening.

Riley moaned as Shadow’s tongue traced across her lips, and she opened her mouth, tasting him for the first time. Their kiss started tentatively, their tongues mingling until the hunger for more took over. She’d been so angry with him, hated him even, and yet she couldn’t think of a single reason why he shouldn’t be kissing her, or why she shouldn’t be kissing him back. Knowing he wanted her was addictive, making her soar.

Grabbing onto his arms, she pressed herself closer against him, whimpering as both his hands cupped her ass.

It felt so damn good to be in his strong arms, and even as she wanted to fight it, her pussy flooded with warmth. She wanted him, craved him, needed him. Her body was desperate for this man, had been for the longest time.

He was her drug of choice, and she didn’t want to quit.

One of his hands moved from her ass, and slid up her back, sinking into her hair, holding her close. He was rough and attentive, making her drift from reality.

Shadow hulked over her, making her feel small and feminine.

She released his arms and slid her hands inside his jacket, pushing it off. Next, she worked on the buttons of his shirt, opening each one. She could only imagine what he looked like naked, and in fact she had imagined it many lonely nights.

He didn’t make a move to help her, or to rid her own body of her lingerie. He stood there, allowing her to undress him. The man was patient and deadly, which only turned her on more. Pushing the shirt over his broad shoulders, he stopped her progress by claiming another kiss.

Shadow pressed her against the wall, and trapped her there with his rock-hard body.

“Now you’re my captive.” He took hold of her hands, pinning them above her head, turning her on even more.

“Yes, I’m your captive. What are you going to do with me?”

He kept her hands locked together above her head, and with his other hand, he trailed a path down her body until he cupped her breast.

The lace didn’t hide a thing. Her nipple puckered against his palm, and she bit her lip as he pinched the hardened tip.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think straight, and you’re going to let me.”

She chuckled. “I’m not fighting you.”

This time he smiled, a delicious tilt of the lips. “No, you’re not.”

He released the clasp of her bra, and her breasts tumbled out. The bra still clung to her body, but gave him enough access to play with her breasts. “These are a thing of beauty.” He pinched the rough tips, making her cry out.

The pleasure went straight to her clit even as it mingled with a little pain.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” he asked.

“Yes.” There was no point in lying to him. She’d never been so ready in her life.

She was soaking, and with each touch of his hand, she was getting wetter.

No man had ever made her feel like this, so consumed with passion that she couldn’t think straight. Riley was so desperate for Shadow, she was ready to beg.

From the very beginning, he’d taken control of her thoughts, just by being mysterious. That had only gotten stronger as she got to know him.

She wanted him more than anything else, every bit, good and bad. Riley wanted to be taken by the hitman.

He bent his head, and she gasped as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. The pain mingling with the pleasure drove her crazy. She didn’t know if she should push him away, or hold him closer.

She pressed her thighs together, wanting some friction on her clit.

“No, that’s mine.” Shadow pressed her thighs open by sliding his leg between hers.