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tried crawling away from him, but it was too late. He leaned over me, his weight pressing down on my body and imprisoning me in place.
              “You were flirting with that boy.”
              It took me a while to understand what he was talking about.
              I gasped. “Are you talking about Dra---”
              “Don’t you dare say his fucking name in my presence!” he growled and bit my lip as if in punishment.
              I groaned, not out of hurt but because I was even more aroused, his movement causing his rock-hard cock to rub just the right way against my naked core.
              “Why were you flirting with him?”
              This time, I understood what I had seen in his eyes earlier – what I now heard from his voice. He was jealous. Constantijin Kastein was jealous – because of me. It was stupid of me, I knew that, but somehow the realization made me happy.
              I knew that him being jealous could mean nothing. It could just mean that he was extremely possessive, that he thought I belonged to him. But right now, I didn’t care. Right now, all I could think was that he had to care for me – even just a bit – for him to feel so jealous and affected over an entirely casual conversation in front of a vendo machine.
              “I wasn’t flirting with him,” I said gently. Inside my mind, I could hear Alyx making a tsk tsk sound, warning me against being too soft. Constantijin revealed a moment of jealousy and here I was thinking he cared for me. It was my hopelessly romantic side winning over my common sense, Alyx would tell me, but right now – I didn’t care.
              Constantijin’s brooding look didn’t go away, but his tone was less hard when he spoke. “Then what were you doing?”
              “Just talking." I moved restlessly against his body, his cock a pulsing temptation between my legs.
              He bit my lip once more, but this time it felt more playful than punishing. “I don’t like seeing you talking to other men, Yanna.”
              “Talking is different from flirting.” I did my very best not to arch against him, but it was hard. He was unconsciously – or consciously – rubbing himself against me now, and it drove me insane – like his touch always did.
              His hands clamped around my waist, keeping me still. “Promise me you won’t talk to him again.”
              “I would never flirt with him,” I said instead.
              Constantijin glared.
              It was totally unexpected, and he looked so beautiful and sexy, glaring at me with such obvious jealousy that I couldn’t help it. I twirled my arms around his neck and kissed him.
              He gasped against my lips as my tongue slipped inside his mouth, tentatively tasting him the way he did with me.
              A chuckle vibrated against my body. “Are you seducing me, Yanna?”
              “I think so,” I whispered, nipping his lip as I did.
              He groaned. “It’s working.”
              I could hear a ‘but’ and forcing myself to pull my lips away from his, I asked, “But what?”
              In answer, he suddenly pulled away. Ignoring my protest, he pushed my skirt up and buried his lips between my legs.
              I screamed.
              “Yanna, ssssh…”
              “I…I…” I screamed again when he licked me long and slow, and then harder and faster.
              His tongue was a relentless force. I tried to keep quiet but it was impossible. I couldn’t help moaning, twisting on the table as he kept licking me into an orgasm that I knew would cause my body to splinter into pieces.
              “You taste so fucking good,” he murmured between licks, which alternated between delicate and