Page 74 of Nightmare Rising


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She winced as I pressed open the wound open.

Maybe I manhandled her. A bit.

“Found something.” A sliver glinted near the bottom of the cut.

“Oh fuck.” She gripped the quilt to either side as I clamped the tweezers’ jaws and wiggled the glass loose. “You know, the Nightmare King likes to torture people too.”

“Thank you, Val,” I mocked as I wiped the wound with the wet cloth. “What would I do without you, Val?”

Her hand gripped my hair, and she yanked back, tearing at the roots so that I had to look up at her. “Maybe I don’t need you. Maybe all I need is your sperm.”

CHAPTER27

Zara

Jaw tight,I shoved Val away from me, toppling his balance so that he landed on his butt on the rug. Neither of us spoke as I rose from the bed and pulled off my shirt as I looked down on him.

Anger and lust, they felt the same.

We both burned.

Flames licked between us, lapped against my now-naked skin.

I placed a foot on either side of his thighs, and Val sank back, resting on his elbows, his hand wrapping around my leg as I straddled him.

His thumb brushed my anklebone; I was so raw the soft touch hurt.

The muscle in my thigh twitched.

I wanted to hit him.

Kick him.

Fuck him.

“Bastard,” I hissed.

“That’s not what you scream.”

Before I could move, he yanked my foot out from under me.

My weight crashed down.

Hard.

A grunt came from both of us as I landed on top of him. I hoped he hurt; I hoped I had winded him.

I shot out my hands to brace myself, my palms pushed against him, nails biting through his shirt and into his skin. Heat.

The glare in his eyes.

The hot, hard muscles under me.

He cupped my ass; ground me down against the thick, full ridge of his cock, a promise he had what I needed. Wanted. My hips seemed to roll on their own and I groaned.

Reaching up, he snagged the clasp in the middle of my chest and unsnapped my bra. My breasts fell free, tight nipples brushing passed silk.

No.

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