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Callum can go fuck himself with a cactus. “You’re not getting anything from me. And if you try, I’ll do the same thing to you that I did to Myers. Don’t fuck with me,” I snarl. Then I turn on my heels and storm out of the club, the echo of his cruel laughter ringing in my ears all the way to my bike. Lillith lets out a little squeak as I plop her onto the seat, but otherwise, she stays silent.
Good. I need complete focus in order to calm the raging beast in my chest. I slide in front of her, and she wraps her arms around my waist, sending a shudder through me. Her breasts press into my lower back as we speed away from the neon lights, and I have to stop myself from pulling over and taking her in the middle of the street.
I know exactly what will clear the storm in my mind. I just hope Lillith is prepared for it.
“Can you breathe through your mouth?” Emerald eyes widen as Lillith shakes her head back and forth, looking absolutely mouthwatering laid out on the table with her muzzle.
“Good,” I murmur, tightening the leather straps keeping her arms tied behind her back. It must be uncomfortable by the way she winces.
My fingertips slip between her thighs, dipping into her dripping cunt. “You like the pain.” It’s not a question, but Lillith nods all the same. Such a good fucking toy.
“Do you want me to fuck you like this, Lillith? To degrade you? To flood you with my cum like the desperate little cock whore you are?” Goose bumps run the length of her spine, but she doesn’t respond to my question this time. A surge of anger roils in my veins, and I let my aggression out by delivering a hard slap to her ass.
“I asked you a question, flower,” I growl, dipping down to message the angered skin with my tongue, “I suggest you answer this time. Do you want my cock inside you?”
Her head bobs, and my teeth sink into her skin. A muted yelp slips past the tape, and she tries to squirm away, but I hold her tight, increasing the pressure in my jaws until a distinct copper taste coats my tongue.
Lillith moans, relaxing into the pain and even pushing harder into me. “Why the fuck can’t you be this good all the time?” I groan, pulling away to admire the beads of crimson marring her perfect skin. “So fucking beautiful.”
I grab her hips and yank her to the edge of the table, positioning the tip of my cock at her entrance. My mouth waters at the sight of her glistening cunt, and I press the head inside. Lillith takes a sharp breath through her nose as her pussy convulses, stretching painfully to accommodate my size.
“Such a good girl,” I groan, my hips flush with her ass. Lillith lets out a garbled moan as I begin moving in her, pumping impossibly slow so she can get used to the fullness. “Fuck me,” I hiss, my control slipping as I slam into her with more and more force.
“Your pussy grips my cock so perfectly, Lillith. So fucking needy for my cum.” I lean forward, pinching my nose between my thumb and index finger. Her body bucks against me, instinctually fighting against the thing cutting off her precious oxygen.
“You belong to me, Lillith. Everything you have, everything you are.” My lips brush the shell of her ear. “Even your fucking oxygen belongs to me.” A shudder runs the length of her spine, and her walls convulse around my cock as she comes. I’m vaguely aware of her muscles going slack as I fuck her, slamming mercilessly against the back of her pussy as I near my own release.
I thrust once. Twice. And my cock throbs inside her with my release. A groan pours from my mouth as her pussy convulses around my shaft, drawing out every last drop of me. My pressure around her throat eases, and Lillith’s eyes pop open as she heaves in lungfuls of precious air, her body still shaking from the orgasm that ripped through her.
“You’re such a good girl, Lillith. You always take my cock so perfectly,” I whisper, rolling onto my back and hauling her onto my chest. I place tender kisses across her forehead and cheeks, my hands smoothing lovingly across the curves of her body.
Lillith rests her cheek on my chest, tracing the lines of my scars lazily with her fingers. I steal a glance, marveling at how heart-stoppingly beautiful she looks, naked and wrapped in my arms. I don’t know what this feeling is—like I swallowed a ball of sunlight, and it’s seeping out of every pore, warming my skin and flooding my veins with energy. And if I listen closely, I swear I can hear my soul sighing.
“Tell me something about you,” she whispers, trailing her fingers lower and making me shiver.
“What do you want to know?”
She chuckles under her breath. “Anything. Everything.” She peers up through her lashes, and when her eyes meet mine, a crack of lightning strikes my heart. “What was your childhood like?”
I almost let a laugh slip loose. “You want to know about my childhood?”
“Well, I already know your favorite color is black.” She gives a pointed look toward my all-black wardrobe, a teasing lilt to her sensuous mouth. “We’ve covered the basics. Now I want to know something real.”
I shake my head, pulling her impossibly tighter into my chest. “Before my mother died, it was good. We didn’t have a lot, but we were happy, and I never doubted her love for my father or me.” A bitter taste coats my mouth as the last word forms, and I try to ignore the roiling under my skin. “She came from an extremely wealthy family—ancient money—but they disowned her when she married my father. It didn’t stop him from using her last name to his advantage, though.” A bitter sound rumbles in my throat. “The Hellfyre name carries its weight in gold in this city, and he knew it. Hell, it was probably the reason he pursued her in the first place.”
When I finally look at her, Lillith’s eyes are the size of saucers. “Your family is the Hellfyres? As in, the steel moguls?”
I nod, resentment hardening my stomach. “Yes. Though it’s been decades since I’ve had any contact.” Or any that they know of, at least. My mind wanders back to Aunt Gladys’s cat-themed apartment I had utilized, and my skin crawls.
“Did they know…?” The rest of the question is on the tip of her tongue, though she doesn’t need to voice it for me to know what she wants to know.
“Did they know what my father was like? Yes. They preferred to pretend we didn’t exist. That I didn’t exist. If you asked them, they’d tell you they never had a daughter. They didn’t even come to the funeral, if that tells you anything.”
“Kain…” I’m sorry, is what she wants to say. I’m glad she doesn’t, thankful she doesn’t utter the two words with the power to break me. I can feel it when she says it, down in the marrow of my bones. She wants to take my pain away, like she’s tried to do with every other soul she’s come into contact with. It’s who she is, a creation of having to watch her parents be slain. She’s such a gentle soul, so good that sometimes I forget who I am. Fool myself that being in her presence will make me a better man.
“It’s been a long time, Lillith. I’ve had plenty of time to get over it,” I reach over, covering her hand with my palm. She doesn’t pull away.
“He’s the reason you’re… in the line of work you are.”
