Burning Up Flint Page 28
color once while on vacation in Florida Province when a hurricane had gathered before the weather buster shuttles had arrived to disperse the growing winds.
“I want to be more than property to you. I want—”
He cut her off. “I want you and you are my property. Stop dwelling on the title of things. Stop annoying me with your unfounded fears. I told you that I won’t let other males touch you and I told you that I am attached to you. It has to be enough. Roll on your back now, Mira. I want you. If you don’t want me any longer then tell me now but think before you say the words. I’m going to be picking up more women from that shuttle in nine hours. You said you don’t want me touching other women. If you don’t want my attention then I’ll have to seek out one of them to fill my needs. I won’t sleep next to you every sleep cycle while my body aches with need that you won’t fulfill. I will have to release myself on one of those women.”
Shock hit her again. “You’re threatening me? You’re saying that, if I don’t let you touch me, you’ll screw one of those other women?”
His eyes narrowed. “Yes.”
“You’re such a bastard. Go ahead. I don’t want you touching me ever again.” She sat up and tried to scoot down the bed to get away from him. “I’d rather sleep on the floor than be in a bed with you.”
Flint grabbed her, yanking her flat on the bed, rolling on top of her. His body held her down while his legs pinned hers. His hands gripped her wrists, pinning them above her head. He looked furious as he glared at her.
Fear hit Mira instantly. “You’re going to force me? What happened to you not wanting to hurt me?”
He clenched his teeth. “I thought threatening you with touching another woman would get you to want me. I thought if I threatened to use another woman for pleasure that you would give yourself to me so there was no need for me to seek release from another. I don’t understand you, Mira. You frustrate me.
I don’t want another woman. I want you. You are the one who makes me ache with need. You are the one who makes me hard.”
The guy shocked her yet again. “So that was a meaningless threat?”
“Yes.” His voice went cold. “I don’t want another woman. You belong to me and you are the one I want. I won’t force you, Mira. I won’t hurt you. I never want to cause you pain but you seem intent on causing me pain.”
“How am I hurting you?”
“I ache for you. My balls feel like I have a set of boulders in my sac and my shaft is throbbing like an injury. You do that to me. I truly hurt for you.” He took a deep breath. “Let me inside you. Say yes to me and I’ll make it damn good. I want to bury myself in you so deep and fast that we set the sheets on fire from the friction. I need you. Does that mean anything to your wounded pride? I need you.”
She reacted to his words. She turned her wrists in his hands. He hesitated before releasing them. She reached up with both hands to cup his face. This was the last time she’d be with him. She was going to escape at the end of the sleep cycle. She pulled his face down and shut her eyes. Her mouth touched his as their lips brushed gently.
“Take me, Flint.”
He growled against her lips as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. His legs shifted, pushing hers apart so he could fit his h*ps into the cradle of her thighs. His kiss was frenzied. He rolled them both so she ended up sprawled on top of his large body, placing his hard c**k against her ass. His big hands wrapped around her and cupped both sides of her ass. He used his firm hold on her to tug her lower down his body until his erection was between her thighs so he could rub against her slit with his rigid shaft. She was wet and the head of his c**k rubbed against her clit.
Mira broke the kiss and moaned, “Flint.”
“Are you in pain from the branding?”
She shook her head. “I only hurt for you to be inside me.”
He rolled them again. They almost rolled off his