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Chapter 15 | Hooks & Crooks

Best interests? In whose best interest?

"Say it again."

The words left his mouth as soon as I started to struggle against him. His body closed around mine, centering all my senses to him and him alone. Callused fingers slowly drifted across my collarbone followed closely by his intense gaze.

Anger pinched his features and he glared at me harshly. "Say it again, Devani."

My lips pouted at his tone, but I batted innocent eyes at him. Euphrates leaned closer to me, pressing his forehead against mine. My breathing hitched as his hands explored my body further, dropping to grip my waist with restless hands.

"I won't ask again."

Grinning, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "No."

Drawing emerald jewels filled with promise to mine, Euphrates offered me a spine chilling smirk. My face fell as I read his expression, trying and quickly failing, to appear unaffected by his change in mood. The man of my dreams straightened upwards, moving corded muscles to stand at his full height and tower above me.

His body leaned away from mine and stepped backward a single step as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his dark blue jeans. Mirth sparkled from his eyes, but his face, stony and unreadable, remained. My head tilted slightly, bringing the door back into view.

"Playing hard to get doesn't work for me."

Annoyance shot through me, instantly dousing my arousal. "Maybe I'm not playing."

His head nodded slowly as he stepped to my left. Our gazes clashed, gridlocked between our wills. Instinctively, my eyes flashed from his to the door, estimating the distance.

Then, he pounced.

I threw myself to the side at the last second, flipping around to sprint towards the door. My fingers brushed the door handle as his hand seized my curly ponytail. He yanked me backward, twisting my hair around his hand, pulling me to my previous position, holding firm until I was flushed and panting, once again heavily trapped against the wall. A brief triumphant look crossed his face before he glanced above my head.

His eyes slid back down to me, touching my eyes, nose, mouth and settling on my heavy breasts. Immediately my nipples hardened, turned on by his appreciation that was eagerly pressing into my stomach. Dimly, I was aware that his other hand was tugging around the hem of my t-shirt.

"What do you think you're doing?" Intentionally widened eyes met mine, "what are you doing, Euphrates? You know you can't be here! Do you have any idea what could happen if they found out about this? Do you even care?"

"I received some rather... unsettling news about what is mine. And I came to have it verified."

I slapped at his chest, "there is nothing here that belongs to you."

"These," he brushed his thumb across my lips, "these," the same hand slid down my collarbone to grip one of my beasts. "And this," he rolled his lower lip into his mouth and caught it between his teeth. My knees knocked together clumsily as his hand gripped my pussy again. "Are all mine, and everything between."

Trying to calm my racing heart, my mouth offered no response. He was moving his hand against me, tracing the lace edges of my underwear. I fought to remain unaffected, only to be embarrassed when my panties wettened further.

"Hands," I gasped, "off."

"Are you saying this doesn't belong to me?"

My head shook frantically as I caught his bicep between my hands, driving my nails into the skin. Euphrates didn't even flinch. Instead, he caught the hem of my shirt and yanked it over my head. As my arms lifted, he twisted the material around my wrists and held it, suspending my arms above my head.