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practically screamed
“If you weren’t so disgusted with my kind, I could show you how sorry I am.” Her voice did not have a teasing edge.
“We are not as bad as you may think,” Keir said after another short pause, then added, “My father may be, and the people who killed your family, of course. But we are not. Most are not.” She paused one more time. “I am not.” “I’ll believe it when I see it,” I muttered turning back to my book. “You know,” she trailed, I could hear the smile in her tone. “Your indifference kind of turns me on.”
“Stop,” I commanded. “But they are so perfect,” she whined and leaned closer to my breasts.
“Do you want to go get drunk?” she said after a moment. I don’t think I had ever gotten up faster in my life.
“What if I told you that we could pretend that you hate my kind in public”—she paused and let her other hand trail up my thigh and into my shirt—“but in private, you’re mine.”
“Now cover your mouth so they don’t hear you come on the hands of the person you hate,” she growled.
“And if I ask you to bite me again?” I whispered. The air stilled and Keir turned stiff against me and pulled her hand out of my underwear. “You are testing my control, Silvia,” she said. My name flowed off her tongue with ease and heated my body. “Maybe I want you to lose it,” I said.
“If I did that then I couldn’t keep you, and I plan to keep this needy pussy as long as I may live.”
“I’ll make sure you’re so fully obsessed with me by the end of this that you don’t even dare think of anyone else. It’s the least you could do after so thoroughly messing with my mind like this.”