and the Mila lying in D’yavol’s bed were so different, I was afraid if I introduced them, everything around me would go up in smoke. After a heavy moment of eye contact, he pulled his fingers free and moved up my body. “I need to know, kotyonok.” He pressed his lips to mine softly, and I sighed into his mouth, tasting myself on his tongue. When he pulled away, I grasped his hair and tried to drag him back, but he caught my wrists and shackled them to the mattress on either side of my head, his gaze suddenly serious. “I need to know everything. Who’s kissed you. What you wash your hair with. How many licks it takes you to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop.” His eyes hardened. “And if I have to tie you up again to get the answers, I will.” It should matter that he’d just threatened to restrain me, but it didn’t. My heart loved everything he said and melted in my chest like chocolate. It was impossible to deny Ronan when he showed his semi-sweet side. And I really didn’t want to be tied up again. “You first,” I said breathlessly. By his unenthused expression, I didn’t think he’d actually indulge me, so I was surprised when he said, “What do you want to know?” Oh, so much. Though now I was being given the green light for my questions, all of them evaded me. It was hard to think with him straddling me, his mouth so close to mine. If he wanted to delve into my minuscule sexual history, he had to be just as transparent. “How many women have you been with?” “I have no idea, but I can tell you how many I’ve gone down on.” “And?” “Four.” Oh. That number was a lot smaller than I assumed. Still three more than Pd prefer to think about though. I pulled my lip between my teeth, wondering why he didn’t do it often. “You don’t like it?” A smile touched his lips as he kissed the hollow behind my ear. “I like it just fine.” I shivered. “Then why only four?” “Because it reminds me of shit I’d rather not think about.” My chest suddenly filled with unease. His posture was relaxed and unmoving as he trailed his lips down my neck, sucking a spot hard enough