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“I’ll be speaking to Vane about your behavior, expect a visit to his office in your future, young lady,” he managed to choke out. His face turned red, and he rushed off yet again.
“Enlightening appointment, I feel cured already,” I snarked before he could shut the door.
His gasp had me chuckling to myself. However, I couldn’t ignore the fact that I’d likely land in the office of my abuser, and I wasn’t exactly thrilled about that.
Though, this time I was no longer a shell-shocked, unmedicated woman.
I’d fight back.
If they don’t send you to high security and you can’t see anyone. With that happy thought, I had the overwhelming need to get the fuck out of this shithole office.
There was no Hiro waiting for me when I gathered my things. This time I was alone, and all I could think about was Vane, his hands on me and his cold eyes and voice putting me in my place.
Once again, even in memory, he was taking what wasn’t his to fucking take.
Anger simmered under the surface while I rode the elevator up, and I was shaking by the time it opened to the third floor.
My body was mine, not his, and I refused to let him be the last to touch me. It was my choice.
I ignored the nurses’ station and the common room other than a quick glance around for the man I was looking for. Emotions didn’t have a place here, I needed someone who wouldn’t ask questions and would have no strings attached.
Drake.
I stalked down the hall, only stopping when I reached the right door. I knocked hard enough my knuckles stung, but I wasn’t backing down.
Defiance and righteous indignation were too strong to ignore at this point.
“What the fuck, Harlow?” Drake growled as soon as he flung it open. But I wasn’t here for words, I pushed him inside, closing the door and locking it behind us for privacy. “What?—?”
I cut him off by slamming my mouth to his. He was stunned, body tense and eyes wide, yet didn’t hesitate to grip my hair in his fist and tilt my head, taking over the kiss.
For a flash, I was glad I didn’t misread him. A rejection might have been my undoing.
Then again... Drake might be my undoing anyway.
This alpha was intoxicating and consuming, and I knew just how easily I could give into him, to let him claim my body, mind, and soul.
My hands ripped at his clothes, and we broke away long enough for him to pull his shirt over his head. I licked my lips at the sight of his perfectly toned abs and the deep V on full display with his low hanging jeans.
“Those, too,” I demanded as my chest heaved. My thoughts were still a mess, and I didn’t want to think anymore. I wanted this to erase the rest of it, to help me reclaim the body that should have been mine all along.
“What is this?” he demanded, but he didn’t stop unbuttoning his jeans and letting them drop, his long cock springing free as they fell, revealing he was commando. The piercings that lined his shaft were the icing on the cake.
“We’re going to fuck, Drake. I thought that was fairly obvious,” I said drily as I dropped to my knees. His breath cut as I wrapped my lips around him, using my tongue to lube him up enough that I could slide my mouth over him with ease.
“Don’t be a smartass,” he hissed as he pulled at my hair hard enough my eyes stung. I whined as his cock fell from my lips, but he was studying me, trying to figure this out.
I didn’t take him for the overthinking type, but here we were.
“Then stop holding back. I promise I can take it, Drake. This is my choice, and I’m willingly giving myself to you right now. Take me. All of me. Don’t hold back,” I said. “Give me your knot, alpha.”
His eyes widened at my invitation and there was a moment of hesitation. He was warring with himself at the abrupt change in me, but I wasn’t having it.
“Should I go find someone else who is willing?”
His chuckle sent a menacing thrill through me. “You can’t handle me, Harlow. Not all of me.”
“Yes, I can,” I growled, moving forward to take him back in my mouth, but he stopped me again with a hard yank of my hair. My eyes watered as I glared up at him.
