She knew that voice. It hadn’t left her brain since yesterday. She turned her face to his and was met with Tarq’s ice-blue stare. He looked angry.
Tarq had been over by the window, talking to a business acquaintance. He’d stepped towards his sister when she entered and halted in his tracks when he saw who was with her.
What the fuck was she thinking bringing Lily here? And after he’d finally gotten his favorite organ to chill for a minute?
Lily spoke aloud to Angelique and, boom! He had another raging hard-on. This time, he didn’t intend to settle for less than what he wanted. And what he wanted was standing right in front of him in a tiny black dress and fuck-me red heels.
He reached for Lily when he heard Keith speak to her, disliking the bartender’s attentions zeroing in on her. Tarq decided he was claiming Lily for the night.
The rumble of his voice, the feel of his hand, and the possessiveness of his words sucked all the air right out of Lily’s lungs. Her nipples pebbled under her dress.
She wasn’t wearing a bra and the bar was well-lit. So, she shouldn’t have been surprised when his eyes drifted down to her chest. Normally, this sort of thing would offend her. With Tarq, she was thinking she’d like to show him what was under the material.
The corner of Tarq’s mouth twitched. She was timid, but curious. He could work with it. He would resist hiking up her dress and fucking her against the wall, which was totally permitted and sometimes encouraged. He just didn’t think she was ready for it.
He looked at Keith and a foreign feeling struck him hard. Jealousy.
Tarq didn’t want anyone else to touch her. She was his. If she’d ordered Keith off the “menu,” Tarq might have done something to get himself kicked out of the club, or worse, like putting Keith six feet under.
He didn’t know what was happening to him, but he wasn’t going to fight it. He was a man of pleasure, and he knew this female might be able to give him more pleasure than he’d ever known.
Now, how to proceed. She was at Club Shadow and, thus, had to know what it was. Did she come here to get fucked? If so, he was more than willing to help her achieve her goal.
Lily, feeling brave, leaned into him, allowing herself to feel his strong body pressed against hers.
Tarq rotated his hips forward so there was no question what he wanted.
“Careful, Petal. You have quite an effect on me. I’ll not be teased.”
Lily’s respiration increased. He’d given her a nickname. It only made her want him more.
Something about being around him turned her into a quivering mess. He was the only one who had ever made her consider doing the deed. She suddenly wanted to know, very badly, what an orgasm felt like.
Be brave, she thought to herself.
Lily turned further in his arms, until they were face-to-face. His hands rested on her hips.
“Can we … go somewhere? Private?” she whispered.
Tarq nearly came in his pants at the sound of her voice.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
He clasped her hand and led her out the door closest to the elevator. He’d avoid Angelique, if he could. She knew about Lily’s resistance to his persuasion and would probably try to cockblock.
Having him unable to erase memories put his siblings on edge. They were afraid he’d do something to ruin Shadow, Inc.’s expansion. With his hands touching Lily right now, he would risk it.
Once he got her in the elevator, he pinned her against the wall, almost afraid to let her move. He didn’t want her to change her mind, so he’d give her a reminder of why she should stay.
Tarq grabbed her hand and lowered it to his groin. He pressed her palm into the hardness and groaned.
“See what you do to me, Lily? I’ve been hard since I walked into that meeting and saw your sexy little body hiding behind a designer suit.”
Lily squeezed, causing him to groan again. A thrill shot through her at making a man like Tarq Marcellus hard as steel.
The door opened, and he grabbed her hand again to pull her to his suite. He was breathing hard and they hadn’t even done anything. Gods he couldn’t wait to come inside her.
It was an act he seldom allowed to happen outside of the club. He wasn’t interested in any little Tarqs running around. Immortals could and did produce offspring with humans.
Despite the risk, he fully intended to fill her up with his come. Some primal urge deep inside compelled him to do it. He’d fuck her so thoroughly she’d never get him out from under her skin.
An image of Lily’s belly, round with child, had him growling. Jesus. Fucking. Christ. He was off the rails and he had no intention of getting back on track.
He tugged her into his suite, kicking the door shut. He tried to grab her, but she side-stepped him.
“H-hang on,” she put a hand up.
Damnit. He was losing her. She likely needed to feel some sense of control. He’d bet money she’d never dreamt of stepping foot in a place like this. Or giving it up to a practical stranger.
“What do you need, Petal? Tell me and I’ll let you have it,” he promised, ignoring the impulse to dominate her, to tell her what to do and how to please him. This was a far cry from his usual practices in this place.
“I need,” she cleared her throat, drumming up the courage to ask for what she wanted.
“I need—I would very much like to have an orgasm.”
There. She’d said it.
Tarq’s face blanked. Oh, she was too much. She was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen. He was going to eat her up, like the Big Bad Wolf he was.
“You would very much like to have an orgasm?” he asked.
“Yes,” she nodded, over exaggerating the movement as if to drive it home.
He smirked. “Just one?”
“Um, is that, uh, possible? For someone like me?”
“Someone like you?”
“Yes, someone who has never, you know.”
“Come? No one has ever made you come?”
She shook her head and Tarq wanted to beat his chest. He would give Lily her first orgasm. He’d give her as many as he could, so many she’d have to beg him to stop.
She deserved no less. How had no man ever taken the time to bring her to climax? Selfish bastards. Every last one of them.
Tarq couldn’t resist her pull. Her godsdamned voice was like an aphrodisiac, dragging him under its spell. They were magnets, physically drawn to one another.
“Give me permission and I’ll give you as many as you’d like.”
Her eyes grew large. Could he do that? Could she? There was only one way to find out.