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agitated.
“Answer me.”
“Almost,” I said softly, then washed the
makeup off my face. I got out the toothbrush and paste I had
brought with me, brushed my teeth, then rinsed out with one of the
single use mouthwash bottles. After smoothing some of the skin
lotion I had brought into my face, I took a deep breath and opened
the door.
I tried not to look at Devlin, but he was
standing right there and I couldn’t avoid it. He took one look at
me and his eyes narrowed. “I see distaste in your eyes, Sar,” he
hissed dangerously. “Is it for me?”
“It’s for me,” I said tonelessly, leaning
against the doorframe. “For being with someone to whom a woman
isn’t a person, just an experience, something to wile away the
hours with and forget in a few days, if you remember their faces or
names at all, that is.”
“I like being with women,” he hissed harshly.
“And they like being with me. I am not going to apologize to you
for it, Sar.”
“I’m not asking you to,” I said, moving past
him towards the door. “But you should let me go then, Dev. I’m not
going to be content as a face in your adoring crowd. And you
clearly need that, a crowd of women to sate you. You have one-stop
shopping in there.”
“What really bothers you, Sar?” Devlin said,
cutting and sarcastic. “Is it really that I’ve had many lovers, or
that you think that you might not be enough of a woman to hold on
to my love? That I might compare you to one of them and find you
lacking?”
Bastard. I let all of my disgust show on my
face. “It’s neither,” I stated flatly. “It’s that the women in your
bed were all one night stands, Devlin. You didn’t care anything
about any one of them past the night you spent with them, did you?
How can you be so shallow? And how can I trust that you really care
about me after seeing that?”
“I didn’t care about any of them, it’s true,”
Devlin said seriously. “But I care about you. Anything you don’t
want in my bathroom, feel free to toss out. You’ll be the only
woman using it now. I promised you that, and I keep my promises. I
already tossed out all the lipsticks that would not complement your
skin tone—”
His eyes met mine, and saw I didn’t believe a
word. His eyes slowly bled to red gold and he snarled at me, baring
his fangs.
“You pretended so well with me, I believed
you,” I said bitterly. “God, I’ve been an idiot—”
Devlin crossed the room to me, cutting off my
words with a rough kiss, his tongue almost choking me. Scared, I
jerked back and moved my hand to slap him. He grabbed my wrists,
both of them. I tried to back away from him, but my back was
already against the wall and there was nowhere to go. He put both
wrists in one hand, holding them over my head, still kissing
me.
I broke free of his lips. “Stop, please!” I
pleaded shrilly.
“No.” He tossed me onto the bed, holding me
down with one hand and using the other to yank off my jeans. “This
is what I want, right now. I’ve waited a long time for it, sweet
Sar. And like I said, I’m done waiting!” He pulled down my
underwear.
“Stop!” I yelled, and then cried out as he
slipped his fingers inside me.
“I’ve barely touched you, Sar, and you are oh
so ready for me,” Devlin purred, stroking me. “Because you know
what all those other women knew; how good I can make you feel.”
“No,” I denied. “Your behavior repulses
me.”
“Tell me you don’t want me then,” he
whispered back, kissing my neck as he massaged me. “Tell me you
don’t love me, Sar. Let us both hear you lie.”
I blinked back tears and didn’t speak.
He grinned, and pulled me to my feet. Then he
stripped my sweater and bra off, pushing me against the nearest
wall. I pushed off it, trying to turn and he grabbed the back of my
neck, holding me with an iron grip, my cheek pressed flat to the
wall.
“Don’t move,” he purred in a warning tone
dripping with ominousness.
Afraid, I went