Embrace Me At Dawn by Shayla Black Read Free Book Online

you.”
    Anka closed her eyes as guilt slid through her. “I’m not ready to belong to anyone now, and I won’t give you the power to stop me from fighting. I need this. Please understand.”
    Shock swore and pushed away. “Then why the fuck are you here?”
    She hesitated, almost hating to say it. Her request sounded so selfish, but she couldn’t afford to hold back. “I want you…in that way.” She nodded to the restraints sticking up from all corners of the bed, waiting for her wrists and ankles. For that crop he’d tucked under the mattress. “Please.”
    “ Why?” he challenged.
    Anka knew his expectation. If she wanted him to force her to accept pleasure without the crushing guilt, then she had to play his game. Quickly, she stripped off her skirt, blouse, knickers, and bra. She left on her thigh highs and shoes, then dropped to her knees, staring at him with big, pleading eyes, tears pooling in them. “I need you.”
    “ Fuck,” he swore almost under his breath. But his fingers slid into her hair, grabbing a fistful at the crown and tugging, forcing her gaze to remain on him. “You’re bottled up, aren’t you?”
    “ Yes.” The word trembled from her lips. “I’m on my knees. I’m begging.”
    He stared down at her, and she trembled with the jumble of anticipation, sadness, shame, and anger all roiling inside her. No doubt, he could feel every one of her emotions. So many were attached to Lucan, and she pushed thoughts of him aside. Tonight had nothing to do with him. He had his surrogate now. She needed this for her, to unravel her feelings, to scrub herself raw of the disgrace. For the energy.
    “ That’s right. He has nothing to do with this, Anka. It’s fucking rubbish, me shoving my cock inside you, pounding at you, yet hearing your thoughts revolve around how much you miss that wanker and how guilty you feel for fucking me. Not tonight. One thought of him, and it all stops. Are we clear?”
    “ Yes, Shock,” she said softly, squirming with need.
    He paused, sending her a long, considering glance, making her wait.
    Finally, he nodded. “Hold still. You move when I tell you to move. Not before.”
    Relief poured through her. “Yes, Shock.”
    Her voice had softened again, dropped and turned husky. He responded immediately, his cock growing in his leathers.
    He bent to cup her face in his big hands. “Are you sure?”
    God, the softness of his voice pried under her brittle surface and began worming its way into her head. She could take his anger all day long, but his kindness killed. She knew well that she couldn’t be the mate he wanted. Not to him, and not to— She didn’t dare finish that thought. She didn’t even deserve Shock’s help. But she needed it.
    Anka barely held in a sob. “Yes, Shock.”
    He sent her a sharp nod. “On the bed. On your back. Spread your arms and legs.”
    She hurried to comply, her heart racing and lifting, knowing that by the time he finished, she would feel a bit lighter. The bed felt firm at her back, sheets soft as she breathed hard.
    Shock nodded his approval, then dropped his leathers, revealing strong thighs and calves, bunched with muscles, big feet, long toes. “Look at me.”
    Anka’s gaze traveled up his body, pausing over his heavy testicles and thick cock standing hard, tall, impatient. His flat, strong abs moved with every breath. The bulges of his pectorals, shoulders, and arms all screamed out his power. His relentless gaze penetrated her. Her nipples beaded. An ache settled behind her clit. Knowing exactly how he affected her, Shock sent her a chilly smile.
    Dropping between her spread legs, he grabbed her waist and flipped her over to her stomach, then secured her ankles and wrists with the nylon restraints. The fastenings were simple Velcro. She could escape if she truly wished to…but that was the last thing she wanted.
    She looked over her shoulder at him with pleading eyes, her whole body trembling. His face tightened, and