He chuckles. “Don’t be shy. I love it.”
Because I have no idea how to respond to that, I whisper, “Okay.”
Kissing my neck, he whispers back, “How do you want me to fuck you, sweet Kayla?”
Oh, God. There isn’t enough time in the world to cover all of it. “Um…vigorously?”
He drops his forehead to my shoulder and dissolves into soft laughter.
“It wasn’t that funny.”
“I’m only laughing because that’s exactly what I wanted you to say.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” His voice drops. “Or in other words, rough.”
When I just lie there and stare at him in nervy silence, he says slowly and deliberately, “I’m gonna devour you, little bunny rabbit, piece by tasty piece. I’m going to eat. You. Up.”
A thrill goes through me.
It’s not fear. It’s closer to exhilaration, an unbridled kind of joy that I’m wholly unfamiliar with. The strangest urge to leap from bed and make him chase me has me saying breathlessly, “Not if you can’t catch me, you aren’t.”
His entire body tenses. His eyes, already so dark, turn black. His nostrils flare, and I swear to God, Aidan disappears, replaced in an instant by a predator.
A dangerous, beautiful predator, poised to shred me to bits with sharp teeth.
With a little scream of terror and delight, I roll out from under him and scramble to my feet. I run naked out of the bedroom and down the hallway, my heart hammering, his dark laughter ringing in my ears.
But there’s nowhere to escape to. His apartment is small, and I’m not about to run naked out into the street. So as he strides down the hallway, I look around wildly for somewhere to hide.
“Nowhere to go, little bunny,” he growls, standing at the end of the hallway and gazing at me with hunger in his eyes. He stalks closer, never taking his feral gaze off me. Between his legs, his cock is long and stiff, bobbing with every step. “You’re trapped. Surrender.”
I tell him an outrageous lie. “Sorry, Mr. Lion King. This bunny isn’t in the mood to be breakfast.” Then I run into the kitchen, putting the table between us, and wait to see what he does.
Well, he lunges, doesn’t he? Because that’s what hungry lions do.
He chases me around and around the table as I scream and do my best to outmaneuver him. But he’s so damn fast! When I pull out a chair to try to block him, he knocks it aside with a powerful swipe of his hand and sends it crashing against the floor. I turn and flee into the living room, but he catches me by the wrist and spins me around, yanking me against his chest.
He pulls my head back by my hair, crushes his mouth to mine, and kisses me ravenously.
I give in to it for a moment, calculating it will make him let down his guard, then break away. My plan is to run into the bathroom and lock the door behind me, but it’s shot to hell when Aidan tackles me from behind. We fall onto the living room rug and start wrestling for control.
It’s over in seconds. He’s much too strong. I’m no match for all those damn muscles.
“Such a wily little bunny,” he growls, eyes flashing. He grabs my wrists and pins them to the floor over my head, then straddles me.
Still squirming and trying to escape, I cry out in frustration.
His laugh sounds elated. “Bad bunny,” he whispers. “So bad.”
He kisses me hard, then flips me onto my belly so easily, it’s ridiculous. Then he flattens his hand between my shoulder blades, pins me to the rug, and gives me a stinging swat on my bottom.
When I yelp, he does it again.
“Ow!”
“Say you’re sorry for trying to run away, bunny.”
“No! I’m not sorry!”
As I hoped he would, he spanks me again, then slides his hand between my legs. He makes a low sound of pleasure in his throat.
“Not sorry, but steaming hot and slick. I think my little bunny needs to get fucked right here on this rug.”
When he slides a thick finger inside me, I groan.
He demands, “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
I know this is all part of the game. I’m the mouse and he’s the cat, and he wants me to give him permission to rip my guts out and eat me. But mice don’t give cats permission to eat them, and neither will I.
“No!”
His chuckle sounds pleased.
He withdraws his finger from inside me and spanks me again, on both ass cheeks this time, stinging swats that leave me breathless and so turned on, I start to grind my pelvis shamelessly against the rug to try to find release.