“Well I can get on board with that. And I have an idea of how to do it.” She gets this naughty smile on her face, and takes a deep breath. “Fuck a baby into me.”
God but is there anything she could have said that makes me harder? How did she know that’s what I was planning? The thought that she wants that too is overwhelming. My cock is filling with blood, engorging further. Getting long and hard and absolutely ready to fill her with my seed. Breed her.
“Cinderella,” I growl. “Don’t play.” Because if she says that again, I will take her up on it.
“I mean it. My father won’t give me up without a fight. I’m his daughter, but it’s not sentimental. He hates you for that little game of war over the last two months.”
I drag my hand through my hair. “He’ll have to get used to it. I’ll never let you go.”
That possessive declaration makes her smile and step closer.
“I can live with that,” she murmurs, eyes shining. “Iwantthat.”
“You would be mine to protect and love. I’ve known that from when I first laid eyes on you, Cleo. But if I haven’t been bare inside your virgin pussy, I might still convince myself you’re not mine to keep.” My voice is rough, almost harsh. “But the idea that after you’d come on my cock—because you absolutely would come on my cock at least once—that you wouldn’t belong to me is laughable. You’d bemine.”
She nods eagerly all the way through my speech. “What if I beg?”
“Are you going to?” I demand.
“Please.” She shifts, standing on tiptoes and takes hold of my collar, pulling me to her and whispers against my lips. “Please Ian Abernathy, I want you to be my first and only. I’ve been dreaming of you. I’ve never felt anything like what you gave me last night. Please fuck me with that big cock of yours. I want to feel you inside me. I want it to beyou.”
“That’s the begging I was thinking of, yes,” I grind out. Yes, I love her begging, but I’ll enjoy this even more. “So you’re free.”
Her face drops in horror and she’s shaking her head. Sweet lass. She has no idea.
I smile at her distress. My feral and dark side has been unleashed by the way this has all played out. I lured her here. She tried to kill me. I want to have her running scared, just for a moment. “This is your last chance to escape. If I catch you again, Cinderella, I’llownyou.”
Her breath snags and eyes light as she understands.
“You’ll chase me,” she whispers slowly.
I can’t wait to overpower and take her. All her lithe strength and lean muscles. She’s a prize worth pursuing and fighting for. Worth searching for six months and plotting to make mine.
“Understood.” She nods, a smile of challenge and anticipation spreading across her face. She draws away. “If you catch me, I’ll be yours, body and soul.”
“Aye.” I’m going to catch her, breed her, keep her. “That’s what’s at stake, Cleo. You get a ten-second head start.”
I peel off my suit jacket and toss it onto the floor. My socks follow, for better grip. My canny girl notices, and sees why. Next I tug my shirt over my head. It falls onto the tiles as my gaze meets with her blue eyes, so blown out they’re almost black.
“Run.”
4
IAN
She sprints away, dodging the table and through the arch into the main house. I watch her, every muscle in my body primed and screaming at me to go after my lass. I force myself to count as I strip off my remaining clothes and free my already achingly hard cock.
One.
Two.
She’s going to be mine in truth after this.
Reaching the hallway, she pauses, unsure which way to run.
Three.
She looks at the front door—it’s not locked right now because the security system on my phone shrieks if anyone comes within twenty miles of this castle, but she doesn’t know that—and the long corridor to the downstairs rooms.
