Wicked: Billionaire Rules (Alpha Billionaire New Adult Romance) by Nikki Snow Read Free Book Online

other men.”
    “Who says? You left me alone to go play with your whore. Why should I wait around to be taunted?”
    He stepped toward me, his chest heaving. He stared at me with dark, cold eyes and grabbed my shoulders. He pulled me tightly against his body and gripped my chin, pulling my face up to look at him.
    “You belong to me. Do you understand?” He kissed me forcefully. I could feel his erection press against my stomach. It made me melt into him against my will. I wanted him. Even if he played with me, taunted me. I still wanted him.
    His tongue slipped through my lips as they parted. He kissed me hard, his tongue pressing deep inside my mouth. Arousal dripped between my legs, and I moaned. I was bending to his will and I hated myself for it. I hated that I loved it. I pushed away.
    “I don’t belong to anyone but myself.”

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    “ Y ou want this ,” he said, still holding me around the waist. I looked away. He was right. I did want it. I wanted to give myself to him. I wanted it all.
    “Who was that woman?” I asked.
    “No one.”
    “Why were you with her here, in front of me? Are you trying to hurt me?”
    “It was a test.” He pulled me against his chest with one arm around my waist. The other hand held my face up to look at him. He caressed my cheek with his thumb as his cold, dark eyes stared down at me.
    “Did I pass?” I breathed.
    “You changed the rules.”
    With that, I started laughing, a goofy childish laugh. My whole body shook, and I snorted. This was all insane. It wasn’t like soccer or statistics. This was messed up shit.
    He let go as hysterics rolled through me. I stumbled away and propped myself up on the table. I couldn’t stop. I laughed until I felt like I might cry. Finally, the laughter broke, and nothing seemed funny anymore. It just seemed sick.
    “What’s so funny?” he asked.
    “You. You’re funny. You wanted to make me jealous. So I did the same thing to you. Tit for tat. There are no rules in mind games.”
    He strode across the room and grabbed me, pulling me against him. “Oh, but there are. There are my rules. Those are the only ones you need to concern yourself with.”
    His shaft pressed hard against my body. I bit my lip as he ran his hands down my back and cupped my ass. He pulled me against his hardness. I gasped, wanting more, wanting to run away and cover myself back up with the illusion of being a good girl.
    “You never answered my question,” I whispered in his ear. “Who was she?”
    “No one. She’s a business associate. A beautiful one. We were having a dinner meeting about my company’s recent acquisition of an overseas account. She played a role here. Nothing more.”
    “Why do you taunt me?” I asked, whimpering as his tongue slid across my earlobe.
    “I want you to obey me, Kira. I will do whatever it takes to make you mine. Whatever it takes.” He gathered me in his arms and lifted me off the floor, carrying me like a bride across the threshold.
    As he walked me to the bed, I asked, “Why me?”
    “Why not you? I want you. Shouldn’t that be enough?”
    “It’s not.”
    He laid me on the bed and began to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt. “The first second I saw you, I knew you would give me what I need. Now, take off that dress. You look like a slut.”
    I gasped and narrowed my eyes at him. But his words sparked a fire in my core. I sat up and unzipped the dress. I knew it made me look overdone. But he’d picked it. He’d wanted me to look like a slut. I pulled it off my body and threw it at him. He glared at me as it struck his chest and fell silently to the floor.
    He pulled off his shirt and tie and set them on a chair, before slipping off his shoes. “Take off the bra and panties and get on your hands and knees, facing me.” He removed his pants, and I could see his massive erection strain against his black briefs.
    I took off my underthings and dropped them on the floor, rolling up on my hands and knees. I