Blade

Chapter 33: Challenge

Sienna

"That was some amazing shit you pulled," Blade says with a smirk, caging me against the wall beside the sink. My back presses into the cold tiles, a shiver racing down my spine.

My heart hammers as he plants both hands on either side of me, one eyebrow cocked. I wipe my clammy palms on my denim skirt, sifting through the tangle of thoughts in my head for something coherent to say.

"Haven't you heard of personal space?" I blurt, gnawing on my bottom lip while his eyes roam over my face, amusement flickering in their depths.

He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me, making me shiver as he presses his body closer until I can feel the hard lines of muscle beneath his dress shirt. "Yes, tesoro, but obviously, I don't give a fucking damn."

I swallow hard, my mind scrambling to focus on the one thing that keeps burning through my thoughts, he had sex with Natasha.

"Natasha, huh?" I ask, my cheeks heating up as his tongue slides slowly across his lips.

Why the hell did I blurt that out?

"Your jealousy is so fucking hot." His fingers slide into my hair, tugging the ponytail loose until it spills over my shoulders, the strands falling like a curtain to shield my eyes from his maddeningly handsome face. I push it away with a huff, forcing myself to meet his gaze as I glare at him.

"I'm not jealous, Blade. I was just asking." My eyes linger on the edge of the tattoo peeking from beneath his shirt, tracing the ink with a fascination I can't seem to hide.

Blade grips my chin firmly, tilting my face until I'm forced to meet his gaze. "You make eye contact with me when I'm talking to you, Sienna."

"And what if I don't?" I whisper, tilting my head ever so slightly, testing the line between defiance and surrender as I watch for his reaction.

His eyes darken at once, shadows sweeping across them like storm clouds gathering before rainfall. The sight sends a shiver through me, my heart beating wildly as though it knows the storm belongs to him.

"Be careful what you wish for, because I never back down from a challenge. I don't just act on it, I become increasingly merciless," he whispers hoarsely against my ear, his tone dangerous, dripping with warning and dark promises that make my body tremble against his.

"Never forget that," he rasps, teeth grazing my earlobe before he nibbles softly, sending a jolt of electricity racing through me.

"I know exactly what I wish for, Blade. And if you expect me to cower in fear, then you should know better. I don't lose the challenges I set," I murmur, my tongue darting over my lips unconsciously as my fingers trace up the hard lines of his chest, my gaze locked fiercely on his.

I don't know where this sudden confidence is coming from, but I like it. For once, it feels good to be the one in control.

The longer I hold his gaze, the more I want to drown in the raging storm hidden in those gorgeous eyes, never to be found again.

"Are you forgetting our game of seduction?" he whispers, his fingers toying with the hem of my tank top, the very fabric I'm itching to rip off.

"I haven't forgotten. But it looks like you're about to lose," I say with a smirk, just enough to make his fingers still against my skin.

"Who says I lost, tesoro? In this case, we both lost. The game is over." His deep voice slides over me, making my body shiver. He smirks when he notices.

"True." I hum in agreement. "So, Natasha, huh?"

I drag myself back into the conversation, my gaze flicking to his lips, so maddeningly enticing it's hard to think straight.