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His eyes are shrouded beneath his hood, and when he lifts his face, it’s covered in a black mask.
He removes it, and those familiar blue eyes peer at me.
“I warned you, malishka.”
He looks and sounds like Alek, except more… unhinged. The psychotic grin on his face sends a violent shudder down my spine.
“Why?” is all I can manage to croak out.
He produces a pocketknife from the inside of his cloak and flips it open. The metallic knifepoint shines red beneath the lights, as though already tainted in blood.
“Because he dared to touch what was mine.”
I have no clue how I find the words to argue with him, but I do, although I can’t speak above a shaky whisper. “I don’t belong to you.”
His grin grows wider, and he stares at me for a long moment, like a cat waiting to pounce. I’m transfixed and terrified under his gaze.
“You do now.”
He lunges toward me, pushing my back to the ground. I gasp as he hovers over me on all fours and pins me beneath him.
The knife in his hand scrapes against the floor—only inches away from my ear.
“Are you afraid of me now?” he asks.
I answer with a slow, cautious nod, our gazes locked on one another.
“Good.”
His mouth descends upon mine, claiming my lips with a bruising kiss. All the air is sucked out of me as I lie petrified beneath him, not daring to move.
But his growing hardness pushes between my legs. My coat flaps are open, baring the clothes underneath, and my skirt is riding up so far, I’m certain my panties are visible.
In this position, I’m exposed and vulnerable, and I have no choice but to accept whatever he wants to do with me.
The realization makes my body respond in a way that goes completely against all logic.
My mind is blaring a five-alarm bell for the fire raging in my core, and I’m too afraid for my life to worry about the implications of that right now. All trace of rational thought is gone as Alek gives me the hottest fucking kiss I’ve ever had.
I respond on instinct, bringing his lower lip between mine to suck on it. He tastes of cigarettes and sin, and when he forces his tongue inside, he dominates my mouth.
And I surrender to the fear and desire gripping my body.
This is wrong on so many levels, and yet I want more. My hips buck to meet him, and he breaks our kiss, his face hovering inches from mine.
“You’re a fucking sociopath,” I say between ragged breaths.
“And you get off on it.” His whispered words caress my cheeks like sharp claws dragging along my skin. Apply a little more pressure, and I’ll bleed for him.
“I don’t get off on it,” I say, though there’s no resolve in my tone. “I loathe you.”
Alek brings the knife under my chin, tipping it up. “Shall we test that theory?”
My eyes squeeze shut as the knifepoint presses into the delicate skin of my neck. He drags the blade down my body slowly, and I don’t dare to move, much less breathe, for fear of puncturing my skin.
He brings the knife to my breast, swirling it around the nipple pebbling beneath my shirt. His eyes devour me like I’m a human buffet.
Alek settles his weight on my knees, and when his gaze lands on the juncture of my thighs, I can tell he sees everything by the salacious gleam in his eyes.
