Chapter 15 Dirty Little Pet
LILA POV
There was no mistaking the feral look in his eyes as he stared at me, licking his lips like he was preparing to taste something that he wanted...me.
"Take your hands off me." I tried pushing him away, but it was no use. His grip around my elbow tightened, the look of alpha possession glowing from his face as he allowed his gaze to run down every naked part of me.
Even though my heart was about to rip through my chest, my stomach churning with panic, I swallowed my fear, determined not to show weakness. But there was something else, a need that flickered inside my core, a feeling of want that primed my body to be taken. His hot breath stroked my skin with soft wisps of sensual promises, and ignited a slow burn inside me. My nipples hardened, my thighs clenched, and my lips parted slightly with expectation.
The feeling instantly shattered my mind in shards of confusion and disgust, yet every muscle in my body was clenched tight in search for release. How was it possible that I could want this man this man who held me here against my will, who wanted to break and hurt me? Why would my body react so sinfully toward a man who had the power to ruin me with his touch, wreck me with his wickedness while he relished my demise?
No...never.
With his eyes narrowed into slits he looked up from my naked breasts and into my eyes. For a moment it felt like he saw the need I so desperately tried to suppress, the same need I saw casting a shadow over his face. It became too hard to breathe, as if the air had thickened with a sultry tension that swept through me, settling in my belly. By the way his eyes darkened, his tongue flicking over his lips, I was certain he felt it too.
Abruptly he let go of my arms like my skin burned him, cold air replacing his touch. Giving a step back he roughed his hand through his hair, glancing down at the floor, seeming confused mortified...exactly like me.
I grabbed the torn fabric and tugged it together, covering myself. Nico started to pace up and down, his hand still clutched in his hair while he repeated the same phrase over and over again.
" Not her, never her".
With confusion I watched him pace, wondering why he would repeat those words. Why not me? Why never me? It didn't make sense. Was he experiencing the same turmoil inside as I did a few seconds ago his body pulling him in a completely different direction than his mind? I didn't know what the hell was going on, and by the looks of it, neither did he.
When he stopped pacing and spun toward me, I sucked in a breath. The look of need was gone, replaced with the anger that once again burned behind his dark irises, intimidating the hell out of me.
I stepped back, not knowing what his next move would be. We were surrounded by so many different emotions, it was impossible to predict which one would consume us next.
For a few seconds both of us just stood there staring at each other, waiting, expecting, anticipating. The silence was heavy, laden with tension, and something else, something so intense I felt it in every bone of my body. I was too afraid to try and place it, to determine what it was, because deep down I already knew, but there was no way I would acknowledge it. Not with him. Not with him being the devil currently ruling my Hell.
Slowly he stalked toward me, my heart beating faster with every step he took. I didn't recognize the look in his eyes. I couldn't tell if it was murder...or lust, lust that had no place between the two of us. We were enemies. He hated me, I feared him, so why did it feel like there was something stronger, something that would ultimately destroy us both?
He stopped in front of me, so close I could feel his breath coating my cheeks. All I could do was close my eyes, unable unwilling to determine what went on in his dark mind, what he wanted from me now in this very moment, because I was too afraid I would give it to him.
His hand touched the inside of my thigh and I gasped, my stomach about to explode, my knees trembling beneath me. One simple touch of his hand, and I seemed to have
lost all control over my body.