Heartless Lover (Dark Syndicate 5)

“Answer me,” he demands snapping me out of my reverie.

“Yes,” I reply sealing off any further thoughts, and as soon as the word leaves my lips a dark chuckle rumbles in his chest.

I gasp when he stands us both up, dropping the belt with a clank to the ground as he moves with me into the wall.

He leans into me and shock slams into my body when he lowers to my lips and captures my mouth with his. I taste the metallic tang of blood on his lips and as his tongue flicks over mine I jump and moan out loud in his mouth when he bites my bottom lip breaking the skin. I tastes more blood and I know it’s mine.

He sucks on my lip hard. When he pulls away my blood stains his mouth and he reminds me of a vampire. I don’t know if I could call that a kiss. It felt like something else. Something primal and carnal and it’s jangling my nerves.

“Tasting,” he mutters as if he can hear the thoughts colliding in my mind.

I draw in a sharp breath when he presses his lips to mine again, kissing me properly this time and it’s everything I imagined a kiss should be.

Powerful, intoxicating, and earthshattering. So earthshattering it pierces through to my soul and awakens something inside me I never thought existed.

Scarily, it feels like we should have always been kissing. But it shouldn’t feel that way.

My mind is so rattled when he pulls away my knees give and I have to dig my fingers into the grooves in the wall to hold me up. I can’t feel my brain or anything more than the maddening entity that’s taken over my mind and body.

Eric rests his hands either side of me and hovers before my face so he’s inches away.

“I want you.”

“What?” I blink several times and try to feel my brain. He wants me?

“Summer Reeves, your punishment is this… While you’re in my care, I own your pretty pussy. While you’re in my care I get to fuck you whenever I want.”

Fucking bastard.This is nothing that should surprise me. He’s been meticulously edging toward this moment since I got here. Maybe from hello. Right from before the first bullet left my gun.

And I fell right into his trap in more ways than one. I hate being forced to do anything but what does it say about me if the image of him fucking me against this wall makes my mouth water?

Nothing good. What does it say about me if I admit the thought of being with him entices me. Nothing good. But then again, I always knew I was destined to be fucked up.

I’m so furious with myself.

“You asshole. That’s what you wanted all along.”

“Of course I did. I told you I did, so why the fuck are your surprised?”

“You fucking monster.”

He grabs my face again and quirks a hard brow. The smile that dances across his lips is the very description of dirty, dark, and dangerous.

“Watch that mouth of yours, Babydoll. I could spank your ass and fuck you at the same time. Or, maybe that’s what you want.”

“No, I don’t,” I reply stiffly.

“Then strip or I’m taking you back over my knee.”

My God…

I’m the one who just said I’m not a whore but look at me.

“Do it,” he urges and I lift the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head.

As I shuffle all I feel is the slickness of arousal between my thighs sliding down my skin.

Christ, I’m wet. Wet for him and he’s going to know in a few seconds.