Chapter 34

—Ellie—

He exhaled and pulled back so he could look at my face, and the look in his eyes, it almost made my knees buckle. For a second, I had him. I held the reins on the cruelest, most powerful man in the west, and it was thrilling.

But Tristan wouldn’t be Tristan, wouldn’t be Don, if he didn’t know how to take his power back. He grabbed his pants and pulled them down together with his boxers. His erection sprang free, and Tristan braced himself against the wall with his hands on either side of my head.

I stared down at him and sank back against the wall. He was long and thick and impossibly hard. I tore my gaze away, only to be hit with Tristan’s penetrating stare. My cheeks blazed with heat, and he smiled as he leaned forward, trailing his tongue over my heated cheekbone. “Tell me, Querido, what will be my reward for my patience?”

I stood on my tiptoes, curling my fingers over his neck, pulling myself up and against him. His hardness