Tall, Dark & Lonely (Pyte/Sentinel #1)(100)

After Marc died he turned into the cold bastard Caroline came to know. He didn’t care about anyone or anything except what he wanted, company from his own kind. He didn’t care if it was a human child he created or another Pyte he just didn’t want to be alone anymore.

The only person who could manage to handle him and put him in his place was Eleanor Buckman. She’d seen through his bullshit the first day and let him know it. She never quivered away from his temper. Her stubborn brown eyes would set with her fists propped on her h*ps while she would wait for his little tirades to finish then without a word she would reach up and slap him upside the head. Was it any wonder that her granddaughter would be the only other woman able to manage him?

“Madison, you have tree pitch on your back from yesterday,” he lied. He wanted to touch her, needed to touch her without giving into her demands. If they were going to settle this it was going to be on equal terms. He wasn’t about to spend eternity whipped. Well, anymore whipped than he already was. A man had to draw a line.

Her hands shot back, trying to find the phantom sap. “Where?”

He ran his finger in the middle of her shoulders where he knew she wouldn’t be able to reach. She knew it too. “Here let me.”

“Fine,” she said evenly.

Ephraim had to work on not grinning like an idiot while he soaped up his hands. He was going to touch her again, on his terms. She looked back over her shoulder. “Just the tree sap, nothing else.”

“Nothing else,” he repeated in a bored tone. She studied his face a moment longer before turning around.

His fingers itched to grab her, caress her, and squeeze her, but he had to behave. He started by gently rubbing a circle over the area. “Is it coming off?” she asked.

“Nope.” He was going to drag this out until he got his fill of touching her. Three weeks was too much.

He spread his hands over her back so he could use his thumbs to caress the area. Her breath caught. Damn, it felt good to touch her. After a few minutes he decided this was not enough. “Oh, I missed some.”

“Huh?” she said in a daze.

“Hold on, I’ll get it.” He gently ran his hands over her back, caressing every bit of skin. Madison’s breathing sped up as his hand moved down to caress her bottom. Before she could register the touch his hands moved back up. Then he slowly reached around until he was caressing her stomach in a circular motion.

She could feel his hot breath on her nape. “Better make sure there’s no sap over the baby,” he whispered against her ear.

She could only nod, it made sense, she thought. Better to be safe than sorry. There was nothing worse than sticky sap on skin. He was just helping her out that was all.

His hands moved up and cupped her br**sts. Her ni**les were already hard from his attentions. He rubbed her ni**les between his fingers pinching and teasing them as his mouth found her neck.

He sucked and licked her skin slowly, sensually. Madison licked her lips and dropped her head back against his shoulder. “What are you doing, Ephraim?” Her voice sounded dreamy.

“There’s some sap on your neck. I’m cleaning it.” He used his hold on her br**sts to pull her firmly against him. “I think there’s one other spot that I’ve neglected.”

She gulped nervously. “There is?”

“Mmhmmm.”

He kept one breast firmly in hand as his other hand smoothly made its way between her legs. Ephraim used his foot to push her legs open for his intrusion. A long finger ran across her slit teasing her until she moved her legs further apart to give him more room. He slid his finger in, teasing her little swollen nub.

Madison moaned softly as he ran his finger over the nub, teasing it until it was swollen almost painfully. She gasped as his finger slid inside of her, slowly. His tongue traced a line to her earlobe and then flicked it making her groan and move against him.

As he worked a second finger into her, Madison reached up and grabbed his hair yanking his mouth down to hers. He eagerly took it. While their tongues wrestled for control his fingers thrust inside of her, hard. Ephraim ground his erection against her ass, forcing her to move against his fingers.

The sensation of his hand on her breast, tongue in her mouth, fingers inside of her and his large hard shaft sliding against her bottom was too much. Madison screamed into his mouth as her body gripped his fingers. He moaned along with her.

“That’s it, baby, come for me,” he whispered against her mouth. She screamed again as another orgasm hit her harder than the last one. “Tell me you miss me…tell me that you love me….”

“No,” her voice cracked.

“Tell me!” He began thrusting harder against her, sending her towards another orgasm.

Her pride found its way to the surface. She was not going to give in no matter what he did. He’d been wrong not her. This was not the way this was going to end. Even as he had her on the verge of another mind blowing orgasm she set her heels into the ground. “No! I hate you!”

She stumbled forward and had to put her hands out to stop from falling. Confusion set in. The absence of his touch from her body was so sudden. She looked back, expecting to see him ready for another argument, but he was gone. The bathroom door slammed shut making her jump. Dread filled her.

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“Too far,” he mumbled as he walked down the hall towards the front stairs. She’d pushed him too far this time. He rounded the corner, never relenting in his fast stride.