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Those words sank into my blood and corrupted me.
Changed me.
No one overheard us.
No one watched us.
I didn’t know how this had happened.
How we became so lost.
Lost in each other.
My hips rocked on their own accord.
His rocked against my spine.
My insides melted.
His breath quickened.
I lost utter control.
Shielded by the dark, dazed with lack of sleep, and lightheaded from hunger—everything was too much. Everything was a dream, a nightmare, an illusion. Fear turned to recklessness; terror turned to madness.
And Henri was the monster in the dark making my descent into hell feel oh-so good.
“More,” I sighed. “I want…I need—”
“Don’t,” he choked. “Don’t do this to me.”
My core quivered around his thick fingers.
He hissed hot and sharp. “Merde, à chaque fois que tu contactes, ça me donne envie d'être en toi.” (Shit, every time you clench, it makes me wish I was inside you.)
Memories of him inside me earlier today smothered my mind. The pleasure I’d felt as my body liquefied and accepted him. I’d been unsatisfied and unfinished. I’d been taken ruthlessly without any finesse, but the ache he’d left me with had lasted all afternoon.
That ache became pure suffering now; I moaned for him to put me out of my misery.
He was the only one who could give me this. The man who’d smuggled me into a sex ring and made me actually want it.
“Do it,” I breathed. “Please…”
“You don’t know what you’re asking.” His whisper was torn and broken. “You don’t know what this is doing to me.” His voice added richer fire to my blood. His hand on my breast, his fingers inside me.
I sat like a marionette on his lap, prone for his pleasure.
I’d never thought I was a sexual person. I’d tolerated sex with Samuel, but he was my first and only. I’d never come with him. Never knew it could be this, this…intense.
The longer Henri’s touch pulsed inside me, the more I only cared about one thing.
Peter was right.
Beneath all my prim layers and proper upbringing, something rebellious lurked. A sinful little creature completely obsessed with the magic spooling tighter and hotter in my lower belly, twisting and braiding, burning brighter with every thrust of his fingers.
“Please…” I stretched against Henri’s chest, doing the unthinkable.
I surrendered because I had no choice.
