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leave her side. I’ll either be in her house with my men, although I’d rather have her in my own bed. Since I’m the one with the huge property, I’d be more than happy for all of you to stay.”
    Afon’shead bobs softl y as though he’s going over things in his mind before his eyes connect with Justice. Reason. That right there shows his solid connection and devotion. He’s putting everything aside to keep his boss safe.
    “Before you alpha fuckers make any more plans about and over me, I’d like to have a little word with Ford alone. Excuse us, Afon .” She says his name overly classy as if he’s the king except the sneer clearly puts him in his place.
    She all but drags me away and we soon find ourselves in a tiny room that has no windows. There’s a desk in the corner and all the walls are covered with books. Rows and rows of books. There are pillows in one corner and when I glance over the titles I see they’re all romance. Well, that certainly sets the mood.
    I pull off my jacket and throw it over the desk. “Nice little reading cave you pulled us into. Do you want me to read you some porn?”
    A pink flush coats her cheeks. Now there’s a pretty sight. As I step up to her, she takes a step back. Her back hits the door and I reach around her. The snick of the lock makes her shoulders shake before her eyebrows knit together and she pushes me back.
    “Snap out of it, we’re here to discuss shit. That, and to make it clear to you once and for all that I do not want or need your help. I am none of your business nor will I ever will be. You got that?” She reaches out and before I know what she’s up to, she twists my nipple.
    A surge of heat flashes through my body and my dick absorbs it all, throbbing and becoming rock hard. My hand wraps around that small, silky wrist of hers and I spin her around and grab her other hand. With both pinned behind her back, I maneuver my grip so I can hold her in place with one hand.
    Leaning in, I nuzzle her neck. I nip her earlobe and move forward to slide my goatee along her cheek. Loosening my tie, I slide it off and bind her wrists without looking. Her sharp intake of breath is the sound I crave.
    “Let’s see if my little Angel is longing for me, shall we?” I slide one hand underneath that silky purple dress and trace one of her long legs.
    Sliding a finger over damp lace makes me groan. I want her so fucking bad, I can almost smell her arousal envelope me. Pulling my hand away, I grab her shoulders and spin her around, caging her against the door, her bound arms tucked behind her. Holding her gaze, I fall to my knees and grip her ankle.
    Her pupils dilate and desire swirls deep inside me. Lifting her ankle, I lock her heel on my shoulder, opening her up for me. A dark strap around her leg catches my attention.
    “Well now, what do we have here?” With a soft move, the knife falls to the ground. “Won’t be needing that… this time.”
    My finger slides her thong to the side, baring her sweet cunt. I take a deep breath and close my eyes to savor the tantalizing smell of her arousal.
    “So fucking incredible. You can lure me down to my knees with just one whiff. It ignites a craving deep inside me. The need to touch, taste…feel. There’s no other female that fires me up the way you do.”
    My control snaps and instead of keeping her thong to the side, I fist the lace in one hand and keep her pinned with it. My mouth covers her pussy and the moment those sweet juices hit my tongue, a deep moan rises from my chest and vibrates against her clit. She buckles and digs her heel against my shirt.
    The sting of pain spurs me to suck and thrust my tongue deep inside her, showing her my intentions and the promise of what my cock is dying to do. It’s at that moment when my body freezes and I pull back. A sense of shame washes over me and it shocks me to the core.
    Again, I didn’t give her a choice, so ready to take what I need. Overpowered by my own impulses.