ROYAL ROCK(113)

“Thanks,” I said, surprised he was complimenting me. I didn’t feel like I had done anything right.

“One more thing,” he said. “We can’t tell anyone about this.”

“Why?”

“Because I killed two men. There’s no proof now that they were pirates except for our word.”

“The boat? The guns?”

“Both long gone now.”

“My dad needs to know. Somebody needs to know that men like that are out there.”

“People know.”

“Nate . . .”

He stood up and came around the island, stopping in front of me. “Listen,” he said softly, his face inches from mine, “you need to do as I say. I’m not trying to scare you, but something was off about that whole thing. For now, please just stay quiet and keep on doing your normal thing.”

“Am I in danger?”

He put his hands on my shoulders. I took a deep breath, my heart hammering in my chest.

“No. Not with me around. You’re never in danger.”

His face was inches away from mine. All of the tension between us suddenly peaked, and I remembered the way he had stared at my naked body. I remembered his hard cock, how big it was, and all of the things he had said to me. I felt the wetness between my legs and knew that I couldn’t stop myself.

“I’m afraid.”

“Don’t be.”

He pressed his lips against mine, kissing me hard, and I melted against him. I was powerless, totally and utterly powerless, not because of what had happened, but because I had wanted and needed him since the first time I’d seen him at the bar back in the club.

I needed his touch again. The fact that he was my stepbrother suddenly disappeared from my mind as he pulled me against his hard body, kissing me deeply. His taste and smell flooded my senses and I needed it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips hard against him. His strong hands suddenly grabbed my hips and picked me up from my chair. He pressed me against the kitchen wall as his hips pushed into mine. I felt his stiff cock, already hard, pressing against my soaked spot.

I moaned softly as his lips found my neck.

“I knew you couldn’t stop yourself,” he grunted. “I knew you’ve been thinking about that night.”

“I really can’t help myself,” I groaned as his hands roamed my body.

“I know.”

Desire and lust lanced through my body as he suddenly slipped his hands down my panties, finding my soaked pussy. I gasped and bit his shoulder, sharp pleasure ringing through my whole core.

“Damn girl,” he grunted. “You’re soaked. You fucking wanted this bad.”

“Ah, shit, you’re pretty hard yourself,” I said, my mind a blank of need and want.

“Damn right I am. You taste fucking perfect. And your little pussy is incredible.”

His perfect hands began to work my clit just like the night outside the club, but it was far more intense. The days of want and tension were suddenly spilling out between us, and the thickness of our lust was incredibly powerful.

Suddenly, he pulled his hands back and tore my shirt over my head. He unhooked my bra and threw it onto the floor, his mouth finding my perky nipples. After a second, he stepped back and pulled off his own shirt. I gaped at his hard body, his muscles and abs and tattoos, but he was quickly back against me, kissing my body, his warm skin against my own.

I could barely control myself. Every touch sent my body into deep shivers of pleasure. I had been imagining what it would be like to have him again for days on end, all day long, and it was better than I could possibly have guessed.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the hips, pulled me away from the wall, and lifted me into the air.

“Nate!” I cried out.

He laughed, grinning. “I’m taking you now.”

“Put me down!”

He ignored me as he carried me upstairs. He went up toward our rooms, ripped open his door, and practically threw me down onto the bed. I gasped at how strong he was. He carried me around and threw me down like I was absolutely nothing. The fact of his strong shoulders and arms sent a chill running through my body, and I wanted him to possess me, because I knew that he could. He could take me and have me whenever he wanted to.

“You understand now?” he said softly. “You understand how strong I am? You’re just a little thing, and I want to fuck you until you know it.”

I bit my lip. “Prove it,” I said.

He slipped his pants down, revealing his thick, hard cock. I gaped at it, seemingly larger than I had remembered.

“Come here.”

I crawled across the bed to where he was standing and looked up at him. “You want this in my mouth?” I asked innocently.