Arrogant

by Drea Blackery

  Yep, all that writing for my proposal speech was definitely getting to my head.

  I grinned as Allie made her turns about the room.

  She halted in her tracks when she saw me. Her wild bed hair fell over her shoulders as she stared up at me with those gorgeous grey eyes.

  “Hey,” she said breathlessly.

  “Hey.” I surveyed her with a slow, heated gaze over her body.

  Her lips were still swollen from our sex marathon last night, and her neck carried traces of stubble burn.

  I smiled with a primal satisfaction, taking in her long legs stretching beneath the hem of my shirt. Those same legs had been wrapped around me last night, shaking with ecstacy.

  “How are you?” Allie bit her lip with a shy grin. “I was just—”

  “’Scuse me,” a voice piped from the phone. “I'm still here. And Allie, can you bring your phone up, I'm staring at your boob.”

  “Whoops.” Allie laughed as she held the phone up again. “K, Ryland's here.” She angled it so that I was in the background of the video.

  “Hey,” I nodded.

  “Hey yourself,” Karin said cheerfully. “So when are you two gonna admit that it was me who started the lurve between y'all, hm?”

  I raised a brow. “Sorry, but I had my eye on your sister way before that.”

  “Credit-taker! Allie, say something, and don't forget you're supposed to be on my side no matter what.”

  Allie collapsed into the bed in a laughing fit. “Stop it, both of you.”

  She chattered on as she shifted further back on the pillows. The movement made my shirt ride up on her thigh.

  She was wearing nothing underneath.

  A growl came from the back of my throat, and I shoved off the door jamb.

  “Allie,” I said in a warning voice as I stalked over to the bed.

  Allie looked at me questioningly, then her eyes widened when she saw the intent on my face. Angling the phone away from her face, she mouthed furiously, I'm talking!

  My lips twisted. “Then talk.”

  I grabbed her ankles and dragged till her ass was at the edge of the bed.

  That brought my shirt all the way to her waist, baring her hips and her pink pussy.

  Fuck yeah.

  I licked my lips and got to one knee.

  Allie looked panicked as she brought the phone up to her face again. Karin was still yammering on about something.

  “Uh, K?” Allie swallowed. “Listen, I gotta go.”

  I parted her thighs, baring her flesh to the sun.

  God, she was so damned sexy. I touched my fingertip to her slit, and her hips jerked in response.

  “Seriously, I need to—” Allie choked, trying to speak over the protests from the phone. “Wi-Fi here is spotty…”

  Wetness seeped from her core, glistening her swollen lips. She was still raw from last night, but that wasn't an issue for me. I had other ways of pleasuring her.

  I dipped a finger in her juice, then I coated the bud of her clitoris.

  Allie coughed hard.

  “The hotel has the Eiffel Tower sitting right outside, and they can't afford decent Wi-Fi?” came Karin's incredulous voice.

  “M-maybe it's my phone. I'll see you soon, okay?”

  Allie's clit became swollen as I swirled my wet finger around it the way she liked. Her thighs jerked again, and she grew wetter right before my eyes.

  I licked my lips again.

  Need to taste her.

  Allie cleared her throat desperately. “Bye K! Talk to you soon!”

  The moment she tossed her phone aside, I pressed my mouth against her entire pussy with a ragged groan, devouring her.

  “Ryland!” she moaned, her hands flying to my hair to keep me there. “Again?”

  I raised an eyebrow, watching her over the planes of her stomach. “Want me to stop?”

  “No,” she quickly said. “It's just that we did it so many times yesterday. I thought…” She trailed off as I resumed my sucking.

  “Thought what?” I murmured against her flesh.

  “Thought…” she panted softly. “I…”

  “Yeah?”

  “Oh god, I can't think,” she gave a moaning laugh. “Not when you're doing that.”

  “Then don't think.” I sucked her clitoris into my mouth, lashing the bud with deep strokes of my tongue. “Just feel.”

  For the following minutes, the only words that left her mouth were pleas and gasps of Yes, Ryland and More, Ryland. Her sounds of pleasure shot straight to my cock as she came on my face.

  As I moved to join her on the bed, she reached weakly for my erection, but I brushed her hand away and gathered her light form into my arms, relishing her softness against me.

  “Later,” I murmured. “You need rest.”

  “Hmm. ‘Kay then.” Allie yawned and nestled closer to me.

  We lay in bed for several moments, watching the clouds go by outside the balcony.

  “I used to watch you, you know,” she told me sleepily. “From my bedroom window. You'd be by the pool, and you’d be drinking, usually with some girl…”

  “There's only you now.” My arms tightened around her. “Now and always.”

  “I know.” She nestled closer, smiling against my chest. “There were other times you were by yourself too,” she continued softly. “You always looked so lonely.”

  I grinned. “You should've come over to cheer me up.”

  “Would you have like that?”

  “Yeah, I would have. Because every time I was on that balcony, I was secretly looking out for you.”

  “Really?” She bit her lip and smiled. “I like that.”

  We settled into companionable silence for long moments. I pressed my lips to her hair, drew lazy circles on her shoulder.

  “I was thinking recently of starting my own firm,” I said, “doing financial management.”

  Allie drew back in surprise. “You mean, leave Wyatt Corp?”

  I nodded once. “I already have a few candidates in mind to replace me, all capable and dedicated men and women. It shouldn't be an issue to hand over. What do you think?”

  Allie’s face lit up from the inside. “I think it's great. Finance was your major in Harvard, wasn't it? It's what you would have done if you hadn't joined Wyatt Corp.”

  “Yeah, and with my experience and my contacts, I'm pretty sure this would work.”

  Allie grinned, but her excitement suddenly dimmed. “Would you miss Wyatt Corp? And what would your father say?” she asked worriedly.

  “I’ve given enough of my life to that place.” I shrugged. “And my father will say a lot of shit, but it won’t matter to me now.”

  And to my surprise, I realized that it was true. I didn’t need his acknowledgement, not when I had someone more important I needed to impress.

  Lucky for me, she was impressed by pretty much everything I did. It felt damned good.

  “I won't be going it alone,” I added. “Believe it or not, I was thinking of asking Gabriel and Cam. We've gone through enough shit together, and I trust them.”

  “I can't wait.” Allie lay back down on my chest. “Everything's falling into place.”

  I looked down at her. “Are you happy?”

  “Very,” she whispered, tightening her arms around my waist. “I never thought this could be possible.”

  “I have a lot to make up for,” I told her, brushing aside a lock of hair from her cheek. “I can't give you back your past, but I will make your future so damned awesome the whole world would be jealous.”

  “Hmm. You're going to propose later this week, aren't you?”

  “I am? I haven't said anything.”

  “I thought we've established that we can read each other's minds.” She cocked an eyebrow at me, an imitation of my usual expression.

  “In that case, I can skip the speech I wrote for you. It’s corny as fuck.”

  “Ha, nice try. I still want to hear it.” Allie bit her lip as
she looked up at me through her lashes. “My answer's yes, by the way. No matter how bad your speech is, it’s yes.”

  Shit, I loved this woman.

  I met her gaze directly. “You won’t regret this.”

  Allie's smile warmed me like a sunray. “I know.”

  Closing my eyes, I held her closer, feeling a strange feeling take hold of me. It felt suspiciously like joy.

  And for the first time in my life, the aching emptiness inside me was calm.

  THE END

  Thank you for reading Arrogant, I hoped you enjoyed it!

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  In the meantime, read on to view the gorgeous cover art and blurb for the next in the series, Untamed (Book #1.5), coming late February 2018.

  It’s the HEA for the hot, hot, hot Brazilian Heir that we met in Chapter 15, Marlon da Silva, so you know things are gonna get steamy. ;)

  Following that would be Theo and Karin’s story, coming Spring 2018! I hope you’re as excited as I am to meet them again.

  Happy reading,

  XOXO

  Drea

  Untamed

  (New York Heirs Series Book #1.5)

  EMMALINE

  He’s my boss . I’m his bodyguard.

  He’s the man I love. I’m his best friend.

  For years I’ve stayed by his side, watching him chase other women—love other women.

  I thought being invisible to Marlon da Silva was the most painful thing that could happen to me.

  It isn’t.

  It’s hearing him say he wants me that hurts. It’s knowing he’ll discard me when he’s done that hurts.

  My heart may be his, but my body has to remain mine.

  It’s the only way I’ll survive him.

  MARLON

  They call me The Wolf, named for the way I take down my business rivals and devour them whole.

  What they don’t know is that in the wild, wolves hunt alongside ravens.

  Emma is my raven.

  She’s my spotter, my sentry, my keeper, silently watching over me from the darkness.

  Now that I’ve finally noticed her, I can’t look away.

  My raven plans to flee from me. I’m about to give her the fight of her life.

  And when I win, I will claim her as my prize.

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  About the Author

  Drea Blackery is a writer with an unhealthy passion for all things steamy and angsty. Broken alpha heroes are her crack, and from the moment she typed her very first “Chapter One”, she fell in love with writing romance books and hasn’t looked back since.

  Drea lives with her husband and her dog (creatively named Woofie), and her favorite things in the world include spending time with her family and friends, curling up with a tub of Ben and Jerry’s to binge-watch Game of Thrones (Team Arya!), and of course, reading.

  She devours up to five books a week, and if there’s one thing that drives her crazy, it’s one-ply toilet paper.

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