Lachlan Read online Jane Henry (Dangerous Doms #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Dangerous Doms Series by Jane Henry
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81374 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
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Even though I’m angry, a little trill of something like excitement roils through me. He’s been holding himself back from me. I can feel it. I can see it. And I want to unplug his reserve and let him come at me, full throttle. I don’t want reserved Lachlan. I want all of him.

He pulls his mouth off mine, and the words he grates out are hoarse and affected. His trousers are tented, his pupils dilated. “I won’t let them touch you. I won’t let them breathe the same air you do, and if anyone tries, it will be the last breath they take.”

“I love you, you merciless bastard,” I say, my own voice hoarse with arousal and need. His won’t be a gentle wooing and never could be. Mine won’t be a spineless submission and never could be either.

“And I love you, you little brat.”

He kisses me again. I’ve never been kissed with a hand around my throat, but he does it so well.

When he stops kissing me, he’s panting.

“You know you need me to punish you,” he says, his fingers still curled around my throat in warning. “You fucking know you do.” He puts his mouth to my ear and growls. “Admit it. You’ll climax to the thought of being over my lap.”

I moan and my core convulses.

“You could come at the thought of a proper belting.”

“Stop,” I whisper, my eyes closing. He’s turning me on, and I’m trying to fight him.

“Tell me, Fiona,” he says in my ear. “Tell me what you really want.”

“All of you,” I say without censor. “I want you to stop holding yourself back from me.”

He freezes, his hand still on my throat. I go on.

“I bloody well know you aren’t giving me all of you. And how’s that fair, Lachlan? Hmm?”

“Is that why you defy me so?”

I don’t know, so I don’t answer.

He shakes his head. “I have to hold myself back from you.”

I shove at him angrily. “Why?”

His fist pounds the wall next to my head, and I jump. “Because if I don’t, I’ll fucking hurt you!”

I shove him again. “Then hurt me. I can take it. You hold yourself back because you don’t trust yourself. And yet you want me to trust you! How can I trust you if you don’t trust yourself?”

“You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Don’t you bloody give me that! No! You know exactly what I mean!”

He’s back in my space, caging me in, his hand on my throat firmer now. “That’s what you want, Fiona? All of me? You don’t want me holding back all the things I want to do to you?”

The carnal craving in his eyes makes me nearly whimper with need.

He spreads my knees apart with his, and his hand clamps between my thighs. I whimper when his touch sends electric vibes of need coursing through me.

“Tell me,” I beg. Maybe having him voice what he wants will help. “Tell me everything you want to do to me.”

He groans. His muscles are taut, his body vibrating with heat. I don’t know if he’s angry or aroused or both.

“I’d tie you to the bedpost,” he says in a harsh whisper. “Strip you. And lay you bare with a strap until your body was striped pink.”

My pulse spikes. I swallow hard. “Go on.”

“I’d clamp your nipples until they ached and plug a dildo in your pussy, and when you were right on the edge of climax, I’d suck your clit until you came.”

My belly dips low and a thrum of need makes me whimper. He cups my pussy and I throb.

“I’d lube your tight hole and take you there, fuck your arse from behind until you lose your fucking mind. I’d make you come and scream my name until you lost your voice and fell asleep with my come leaking from you.”

“Oh my God.” How can someone be simultaneously terrified and frantic with arousal?

He isn’t finished. “I’d blindfold you and shove you to your knees,” he grates, pressing his body to mine so I feel the length of his erection against me. “Tie your hands behind your back and make you suck me until I came. I’d hold your head back and make you swallow Every. Fucking. Drop.”

I’m heady with arousal when I whisper, “Then do it.”

“Do what?” he asks, as if he misunderstood me.

“Fucking all of it.”

It seems I don’t need to ask him twice. He releases me, only so he can lift me straight up in the air as if I weigh nothing at all. I wrap my legs around his body and he holds me to him, walking me toward the bed.

“Don’t tempt me, lass.”

“I’m not tempting you. I want all of you, Lachlan. I love all of you, not just the sensitized version. I love the filthy one. The angry one. I love every facet of you even when you make me furious.”


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