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  And yes, this space, too, had obviously been remodeled to appeal to both Eastern and Western sensibilities. The shower was the American ideal, featuring gorgeous stonework on its walls and a shower head so large, it probably felt like rinsing off in a small downpour every time you stood underneath it.

  Next to the shower stall was a Japanese bath set deep into the floor. It was so much larger than the one at the samurai house or the one in her apartment that it, too, felt Americanized. Nevertheless, the design was still simple and tasteful enough to be recognized as thoroughly Japanese.

  Of course this was all well and fine but she still had no clue where No had gone.

  Shit.

  Maybe he’d already left for work, figuring she’d been right about not rushing things. Or maybe he’d already done his business in a cup and left it someplace for her to find in the house? She had no freaking clue, and wasn’t about to get one since she still didn’t have No’s contact information.

  This is ridiculous, she thought as she made her way back down the hallway to her own room to take a shower in her decidedly more Western bathroom and figure out what to do with her day off.

  Lilli knew No had his own particular…way of doing things. But they were trying to make a baby together. The least he could do was give her some way to reach him so they’d could—

  All coherent thought shut down when Lilli opened her bedroom door and found No inside. Standing by the window. Naked. So naked, she could see what she’d previously assumed to be a back tattoo, actually extended over his buttocks and down the back of his legs, not ending until just above the depression where his knees joined with his haunches.

  No turned when she opened the door, but that only made things worse. Now Lilli could see him fully. The lean muscles beneath his tight skin. The long piece of flesh hanging between his legs, no sock cock. He was already hard and ready.

  Waiting.

  The word floated into her foggy mind, startling her into clarity with its truth. He’d been waiting for her here the whole time. Waiting to…

  Lilli swallowed. Looked away.

  “I thought this was supposed to be a cup and baster sort of thing,” she said, working hard to get the words out rather than stare at the beautiful man in front of her, or his beautiful tattoos.

  But though she wasn’t looking at him, Lilli could feel his eyes on her, assessing her before saying, “You thought wrong.”

  Just three words, but those three words made her entire body clench. With need. With anticipation. But…

  “I, um…” she struggled to find the words. To hold on to her convictions. “You should know this is not who I am anymore. Yes, I agreed to have a baby with you. But not like this. Because I’m not an Osaka Charm girl—at least not anymore.”

  Lilli glanced up to see how he was taking her rejection. But No’s face remained neutral, unreadable, and he continued to study her as if she’d said nothing at all. As if he was still the hawk, and she was still the rabbit, no matter what she said.

  But she insisted, “Seriously, you should probably take that…” she circled a hand in the general direction of the long penis she was trying really hard not to look at…or remember the way she’d discovered it hit a certain spot inside her just right when she angled her hips just so…

  “Um…yeah, I think you should go put your specimen in the cup,” she finished breathlessly, interrupting the movie reel of lewd memories flickering through her mind. “Because this is not a good idea—it’s just not.”

  More silence, then he said, “Thank you.”

  “Thank you?” she repeated. “Thank you for what?”

  “Sex with you in Japan was…” he looked away before continuing, “…difficult. I’d often find myself not wanting to embarrass myself with you. It was hard for me to hold back because I desired you too much. Liked you too much. So I gave you the power, satisfied just to watch. But then I discovered your betrayal. And now…” He turned his piercing hawk gaze to her face. “However now, liking you too much is no longer a problem. So thank you.”

  Lilli was about to say she still didn’t understand. And ask what his dislike had to do with him providing a specimen.

  But then she could no longer ask questions. Because No moved. So fast, that one moment he was on the other side of the room, and the next, he was kissing her roughly. His lips laying bald claim to hers as he turned their two bodies around with her still in his arms.

  She didn’t realize he had positioned her at the edge of the bed until she was falling backwards. Didn’t get that the kiss had only been the first part of a ruthless attack, until the scrubs she’d fallen asleep in last night started coming off.

  “No, you are no longer an Osaka Charm girl,” he said after he’d completely exposed her breasts and started pulling her pants down her legs. “In truth, you never were the woman I thought you were, because you were lying to me the entire time. But not about this…”

  Yanking her forward by her legs, he positioned his naked cock right above her most intimate crevice. Lilli’s panties were the only thing between it and a full-blown invasion, and before she could think not to do it, her hips instinctively circled, wanting more, despite her earlier words…

  And No smiled oh so wickedly down at her as he agreed with his earlier statement. “Iie, not about this.”

  “Or this…” He leaned forward between her legs and cupped her heavy breasts. Squeezing hard enough to send sharp pulses of desire straight to her womb, but not so hard that she came uncontrollably like she had the night before. Either way, he was clearly reminding her how easily he could send her over the edge.

  “Please…” she begged, not knowing what she was begging for. “Oh God, this is such a bad idea.”

  “Or this…” he answered, continuing his torture as if she’d said nothing at all.

  He reached underneath the waistband of her panties, and his cold black eyes finally began to burn hot. Not because she was already wet. But because…

  “You kept yourself clean for me. That is…unexpected.”

  With deft fingers, he explored her neatly waxed crotch. Waxed because she liked the feel of being bare down there, or at least that’s what she told herself when she began setting up regular appointments in Seattle.

  Yet Lilli knew there was more to it than that. Especially when a deep groan fell from her mouth, and her hips began to move instinctively in an obvious attempt to get herself off like she had in Japan.

  But then, as if reading her mind, No removed his hand with a, “Remember, we are no longer Japan.”

  That was all the warning she received, before his head dipped between her legs, his tongue delving, taking, taking.

  Wait, her brain protested feebly, all rational thought struggling to surface in the fuzz of the druggy kisses he was give her below. But then his tongue curved down and his nose pressed up…and the sudden shock of pleasure muted any further thoughts Lilli might have had.

  Oh God, oh god, his tongue! Deft as his fingers, and even more thorough. Relentless in its attack. His whole mouth seemed to engulf her sex, tongue hooking inside her as he feasted on her mound

  . Her hips soon began to buck, her hands grabbing his head, not to push him away, but to pull him closer.

  So good. So good. She never would have guessed her pillow prince would be so good at this.

  “No…! No…!” she cried out. Calling his name, not protesting.

  But it might as well have been a protest, because he raised up, taking away the warmth of his mouth. Only to replace it with the warmth of his entire body.

  Her mother had intentionally become pregnant with Doug. A last ditch move to keep the college baseball player boyfriend she’d thought was slipping away. Doug had definitely been a game saver.

  But Lilli had been unplanned. A surprise pregnancy that occurred eight years into a failing marriage. Her birth had ruined everything. Caused her father to leave, and apparently brought her mother nothing but misery until she finally kicked Li
lli out of her house.

  So Lilli knew what an unplanned pregnancy could do. To a relationship. To a childhood. That was why she’d always been careful. So careful. And her caution had more than paid off. Thanks to her insistence on using condoms along with birth control, she’d never even had so much as a pregnancy scare. Not ever. Because she’d never once had unprotected sex.

  But this meant that in every way possible, she was totally unprepared.

  When No pushed his cock into her, the tip immediately finding that spot she had to purposefully angle to get to by herself before, she screamed. The feel of him inside her was so intense, the pleasure so keen, Lilli found herself gasping, “Stop! Stop!”

  Because the feelings…they terrified her. He terrified her. What was going on here? He’d shoved her off a cliff, she realized in a panic. And now she was hanging on by a branch.

  And, and…

  “Please, don’t…I can’t…” she gasped, babbling. Not really knowing what she was saying, or what she wanted. Only that this…him…it was too much.

  Maybe it was the same for him, too. Because suddenly he was no longer braced above her. Instead, his chest pressed into hers. Then she heard his voice in her ear, admitting, “I must take a moment, as well. As it turns out, I do not hate you enough yet.”

  His confession made her laugh out loud. Then she made a confession of her own: “I’ve never been with anyone like this before. I’ve always used condoms.”

  She felt, rather than heard, his breath catch before he slowly released it and answered, “This is my case, too. Only ever with condoms. And now, I fear I will lose face if we don’t hold still for a time.”

  He was afraid, too. Probably not nearly as scared as she was, but still…they were in this together, she realized. And somehow that made it better.

  Made it so she could say, “Okay, okay, I can do this…” as she readjusted herself under him, opening her legs wider to accommodate the much deeper penetration that came with him on top.

  Lilli climbed back onto to the ledge. Back onto safe ground. She was okay now. She was okay. She could do this…

  And apparently he could, too. No re-braced himself on one lean arm above her, his hand clamping around her thigh as he curled her leg around his waist. Then he dropped his head and began rolling into her, body pistoning like a well-oiled machine.

  And…oh, God…oh God…she’d lied to herself. She wasn’t okay. Couldn’t be okay

  …almost as soon as he began seriously fucking her, she became consumed with need. Her greedy hands grabbing onto his buttocks the way he used to grab on to hers when she was on top.

  “No! No! No!” A seeming protest, even as her nails clawed at him, drawing him closer. Each thrust too deep, but not deep enough.

  Desperation washed over her in waves, and her body began to thrash beneath his, but No kept his machine-like rhythm, and then…

  Lilli was flying back over that fucking cliff. And this time there was nothing for her to grab on to. Only No, who didn’t stop. Who captured her scream with his mouth and just kept going as she fell. His bare cock thrusting deeper and deeper until…

  The hot wash of his seed flooding inside her, dialed an already 100% intense situation up to full on nuclear armageddon. And a second orgasm shot through her.

  This whole situation was insanely fucked up. But there was also something so primal about it. About getting bedded by someone who wanted to put his baby in you. Destroyed by an act bigger than the both of you.

  At least he was feeling it, too. Japanese streamed into her ear. None of which she understood. So Lilli made up her own translation, matching his words to her feelings. I’ve never in my life felt anything like that with anyone but you. What the hell did you just do to me?

  Yes, it was slightly biased, but it felt as true as anything she’d ever told herself, until she finally stopped coming. Collapsing with him on top of her, both of them spent and wrung all the way out. Unable to fully process what they’d just done together. And perhaps even more troubling, completely unable to care either way.

  He needed to let her rest. He knew that. She was obviously exhausted, sprawled beneath him on the bed, looking up at him in a daze like he was little more than a dream she was having.

  But the sight of her…

  He stood. Easily, because they’d never quite made it all the way on to the bed. He’d thought the position would give him some perspective, but it turned out to be a mistake.

  From this vantage point, he could see just about everything. Her heavy breasts and wide hips were laid out before him, a buffet awaiting a hungry diner. Then his eyes found her dark sex, the part of her she’d kept smooth despite not having been with him for so long…

  No’s cock pulsed to hard life again at the sight of her naked mound covered in his load. And the next thing he knew, his hand was on her. Smearing what had spilled out of her over her sex until it glistened. Then he used his thumb to push a glob of the pearly substance into her still engorged clit.

  Ana moaned, her entire body pushing into his cruel thumb, even as she asked in a weak voice, “Why are you doing that to me? Oh God, why?”

  Why, indeed.

  Watching her body awaken with just a touch of his hand did things to him. Turned what had only been a thought, quickly discarded just a few moments ago, into an intention that could not be ignored.

  His samurai control abandoned him. No had to have her again. Couldn’t not have her again.

  And perhaps she realized how deep his new intentions ran. Because she gave no more protests when he grabbed her hips and turned her over.

  No more words.

  Just a collapsing of arms beneath her bountiful chest as he pulled her hips into his. An aching moan as he pushed back into her, this time covering her back as his body rippled over hers with an urge so primal, it took all good sense away.

  It didn’t help that she seemed as completely caught up in the unbridled lust as he was. He’d told her she was no longer allowed to call him by his nickname. But she screamed it out just a few moments later, shuddering with a climax that also sent him over the edge.

  His cock jerked, a bolt of craven pleasure shooting up his spine as he seeded her a second time. Silently cursing himself for his intense need, even as he flooded her womb with more cum. Breeding her, making her his in a way that a contract with an escort service could never accomplish.

  He hadn’t apologized to Go or anyone else he’d cancelled meetings with while waiting for Ana to return to her room. Apologies were a weakness. Every Nakamura knew that. But he did end up apologizing to Ana a few times that day. For taking her body over and over. For making a mess of them both with his insatiable desire.

  For serving up his revenge hotter than he’d ever intended. For this, he silently apologized to her in Japanese. But he didn’t, couldn’t, stop. Not until they were both too exhausted to go on. A heap of body parts on Ana’s bed.

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Okay, okay…

  Because she was a nurse, Lilli tended to be prepared. She was the kind of person who checked and rechecked patient charts before stepping into their rooms. The kind of professional who double-checked orders before starting the chemo lines. The kind of forward thinker who laid out an ovulation kit, so her future self would not only remember to use it, but do everything in proper order no matter how tired she was when she sat down for her morning pee.

  However, even if a hospital review board had been present and pressing her for answers, she’d never be able to explain what happened that morning. Back in Japan, No had been a generous lover, a dominator in reverse, completely in control of both her and himself. During sex No was like a hawk, hunting down his prey without heat or urgency, turning Lilli into a pet he liked to toy with before he struck.

  But here in America, the only way Lilli could explain it to herself was that his anger had awakened some kind of dragon inside him…

  There were several intense sessions of baby sex that morning, fo
llowed by a rather impractical session of bathtub sex. Until finally, they retired to their separate rooms and Lilli found just enough energy to change the bedsheets, and open the French doors on a room that now reeked of sex, before settling back into the freshly made bed for a short nap. Just a little doze until Ruby got home from school, she told herself, only to be awoken by the feel of a hand shaking her shoulder.

  “Dinner is ready,” Ruby told her with a perfunctory bow. “I taught Nakamura-sensei how to order Chinese food, and Dallas went to pick it up.”

  So somehow Lilli ended up at the long kitchen counter that night, eating family style with not only Ruby and No, but also Dallas, who regaled them with a story about how he’d decided to just go ‘head and call Uta at work.

  “But how did you know where she worked?” Lilli asked.

  “I didn’t get into security work for nothing. I got my ways,” he answered with a cocky smile. Only to then admit, “But she surprised the hell out of me when she actually said yes. You guys got any ideas about where I should take her?”

  “A movie maybe,” Lilli suggested, at the same time No said, “Dinner is your best option. I will have my assistant make a reservation for you at an impressive place,” and Ruby insisted. “Iie!! Take her arcade! Take her arcade!”

  “Here is my assistant’s card,” No said, presenting a small, white square to Ruby. “You will call her tomorrow and tell her to coordinate your schedule, so you can begin working with an English tutor.”

  To Lilli’s shock, Ruby didn’t take offense. Just responded in Japanese, something that sounded like an agreeable, but long and involved, thank you.

  And things only got stranger from there. No didn’t make any references to a change in their relationship status, and even retired to his office to do work shortly after their cozy dinner.

  The hawk was back, and he was so distant, it was enough to make Lilli wonder if the dragon sex had been a one-off. Until it wasn’t.