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His spine straightens, and he grows another inch taller. “I’m not Kade,” he growls. “Or Hawke. Or Quinn.”
He approaches me, and I breathe shallow, my skin on fire the closer he gets.
“I…” I swallow. “I have work to do, Hunter.”
“I’m obsessed with you,” he gasps, grabbing my head in his hands, threading his fingers through my hair, and pressing me into the wall next to my door. “I’ve been obsessed with you since we were kids.”
Everything hurts. My eyes sting, and my mouth falls open, everything below my fucking waist coming alive at just the feel of his body pressing into mine.
I pant but then quickly clench my teeth. His chest rises and falls hard against mine as he stares at my mouth.
“I’ll always care about you,” I say. “You’re a part of me.”
“Stop saying that.”
His forehead presses into mine, his lips hovering, and I hate him. I hate him so much.
“Hit me,” he whispers. “Hit me, bite me, make me pay, but don’t fucking tell me you care about me.”
A fist clenches around my heart.
“Show me you hate me instead,” he hisses. “Show me how much you fucking hate me.”
I shove him in the chest, forcing his ass back, and then dive down, lifting his shirt and sinking my teeth into his stomach.
“Ah,” he groans, holding my head against his body as he leans a hand on the wall behind me.
I hold his flesh between my teeth, hearing my pulse race in my ears. I take another bite and then another, the feel of him in my mouth so fucking good.
And then…I come up and kiss him hard on the mouth, groaning as I feed, because this is what he deserves. He wraps his arms around my waist, and I shove my hands in his chest at the same time I’m nibbling his mouth.
It means nothing.
“It was a mistake,” I tell him, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth.
“Fine.” He pulls my shirt over my head and yanks my bra down, taking me in his arms again. “It was a fucking mistake.”
He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist as his mouth covers a breast.
“Just one more time,” he pants.
I shove him in the shoulders as he bites my flesh. “I hate you.”
“I hate you too.”
Gripping the back of his head, I force his mouth up to mine and kiss him, unable to eat enough.
He drops me back to my feet, our lips glued as we shove down my pants, breaking only when we pull off his T-shirt.
Picking me up again, he carries me to my bed, throwing me down on it and coming down between my legs.
I suck in a breath as his mouth covers my clit, and I grip his hair as he licks.
He eats hard, not slowing down as a groan escapes his throat while he sucks my clit like a straw. “Ah,” I moan, squirming underneath him. My legs bend, my thighs widening, and I feel his fingers move from my waist to my ass and then around my thighs.
“Constin is outside,” I taunt. “I could scream.”
He kisses and licks, sliding a finger, then two, inside me. I whimper, arching my back and rolling my hips into his mouth.
