Before
she could blink, he used his supernatural speed to move in front of her. He
pressed his body into hers, intensifying the fireworks between them, his
strikingly handsome face a mere inch away from hers. The slightest lean forward
and he would once again taste the sweetness of her lips. He remembered that one
kiss they shared. It may have been a ploy on her part to lure Helena out from
hiding, but for him it was the gas that ignited the flame of his buried heart.
So often he dreamt of that moment—her taste was so sweet and uniquely Reysa.
She was the only elixir that could quench his interminable thirst.
He leaned to the side, burying his
face in her neck, breathing in her jasmine scent. Although he was well over six
feet, with those heeled boots, Reysa was only a couple of inches shorter.
Breathing in deeply, Kaden
responded, “You don’t smell repulsed.” He pulled back, but remained close,
staring intently to Reysa’s darkening eyes. “You don’t look repulsed either.
You just look hungry.”
Kaden knew he was treading
dangerous ground here. The goal was to push Reysa far away from the darkness
that surrounded him, yet his body screamed for her. What he wouldn’t give for
another taste. Maybe one more chance to savor her unique flavor would free him
from this dreadful need, but he feared once would never be enough. He would
fight this temptation. He would never be a slave to lust again. He barely
survived Helena and Reysa already duped him once, using his attraction to get
him to comply with her plan. He would not fall victim to his passions again. He
would stay in control.
“Get away from me,” Reysa warned in
a calm but lethal voice that signaled Kaden was about to cross a line that
would lead to severe pain and not the pleasurable kind.
Kaden wanted her to back down
first. He wanted her to be the one to walk away, but Reysa never responded the
way he planned. Goading her was the only option.
“Too intense for you, Rey? Can’t
fight your longing for me? You’re not the first woman who had a hard time
resisting and you won’t be the last. I just have that effect on the opposite
sex. Don’t be too hard on yourself, babe. Would you like me to kiss you and
make your ache go away?” Please say yes,
Kaden hoped, even though his mind cursed him for asking the dangerous question.
“Don’t touch me, Kaden,” Reysa
warned again.
A smart man might have taken a few
steps back and put an end to this tension, but Kaden reveled in the challenge.
He enjoyed pushing Reysa to her limits. He wanted to see this beauty explode.
She was so close to an eruption. Too close for Kaden to back down now.
Kaden bent his head forward to
brush his lips against hers, but before he could savor the taste, Reysa was
gone. The next thing he felt was a heel in his ass, launching him through the
wall of the warehouse. He dug himself
out of the debris and crawled to safety before another portion of the wall
collapsed on him. The motion caused a searing pain in his arm. His collarbone
was dislocated, but no serious damage. He closed his eyes and quickly tugged
his bone back into place as he spat out a mouthful of plaster. The pain was intense,
but it would pass. He opened his eyes and saw his favorite pair of legs
standing in front of him. He gradually looked up and his eyes met a long,
silver sword pointing a little too close to his head.
Those blades were never far from
their owner. They were a constant companion to Reysa that she used to protect
herself, as well as her fellow Misfits. Her skill was undeniable.
“I’m not apologizing for this,” Reysa explained
shifting the sword to point to Kaden’s neck. “I told you to back off, but you
wouldn’t listen. You kept pushing and pushing until I had no choice but to push
back. It’s not my fault that I pushed a little harder. Next time, when a girl
says ‘no,’ you’ll hear her.”
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