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Dope’s phone chimed, and he removed it from his back pocket and tapped the screen. “Kip, can you cover the bar? I need to get to Sebastian and drop Ella off at her place. From the cameras, he’s about to split and I’m guessing he’s going straight to her place.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat, dread sinking into my stomach like a stone in a lake. “I hope to hell this works.”
The sun had set an hour ago, and I sat on my couch, working and texting with Cami. Her day had been filled with multiple car accidents, and a few shooting victims. It had kept the ER running.
Listening for Death to creep into my house, I hoped he would show up. It had been a while since I’d seen him, but it was good that I was able to help Sebastian.
Spotting my empty glass, I snatched it up and walked to the kitchen, every nerve in my body buzzing with anxiety. The guys didn’t have to tell me this might be dangerous, but I was already used to that part of Death.
A scream worked its way from my throat as I spotted the mostly hidden figure standing near the sink.
“Shit! You scared me. How long have you been there?”
He flexed his gloveless fingers. “Long enough. You didn’t bother locking the door. How did you know I would be here tonight?”
I approached him slowly and set my glass on the granite counter. “Just a hunch.” I reached up to touch his shoulder. His all-black attire blended in so well that it was challenging to glimpse his mask. But I wanted to see those grey eyes burn with fire for me. “Where have you been? I’ve missed you.”
His hand shot out, and he grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me against him. His fingers wrapped around my throat as his mouth brushed my ear. “I know you’ve been with another man,” he hissed.
Terror ripped through me as I clawed at his arm. Black dots floated in my vision as I struggled against him. In a last attempt to breathe through his jealous rage, I gripped his free arm as hard as possible. I stared at him, pleading for him to let me go.
Seconds before I lost consciousness, he released me. I collapsed in a coughing fit, struggling to pull air into my lungs.
He emerged from the darkness, his wicked laugh making the hair stand up on the back of my neck. Death gripped me by the waist and shoved me against the wall. “Did he fuck you?” He grabbed my crotch, and pain shot through my core.
“I’ve not been with anyone other than you.” I reached up and played with strands of his hair in an attempt to break through his rage. “Only you.”
His hold lessened, and he rubbed my pussy through my yoga pants. His grey eyes flashed with something I couldn’t identify. I could almost see the wheels turning in his brain.
“Do you swear on your father’s life that no one has touched what’s mine?”
Without hesitation, I swore on my dad’s life.
“If you’re lying to me, I will find out, and I will. Finish. You.” He fisted my hair and pulled my head back. “You will worship your god now, little lamb.” Terrified that he would learn about Sebastian, I scrambled for an answer.
Death forced me to my knees, not letting go. With his free hand, he flipped open the button on his jeans and lowered his zipper.
My breath hitched in my throat. He hadn’t understood what I’d tried to tell him, but at least he’d calmed down—for now.
His long, stiff cock bobbed free, and I wet my lips, ready to take him. I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft and stroked. Kissing the tip, I tasted the drop of precum. I glanced up at him, ready to play his game.
“Show me how much you love your god, my cum whore.”
I opened my mouth for him, waiting.
He slid his dick in, and I hollowed my cheeks as my tongue caressed the silky skin. I whimpered as I sucked and licked his cock, my pussy soaked and ready for him.
“Take it all, my dirty little slut.”
Saliva coated his dick as I continued. His lips parted as he moaned. He was nearing his orgasm, and I needed mine too.
Death tightened his hold on me, forcing me to be still as he fucked my mouth. Prepared for his cum to hit the back of my throat without notice, I was surprised when he withdrew.
He sneered at me and forced his fingers into my mouth, prying it apart. Death spit and then clamped my jaw together so hard my teeth rattled. “Swallow.” That gravelly, rich voice reverberated in my chest.
Obediently, I swallowed before he pulled me to a standing position. With a quick motion, he jerked my pants and thong down to my ankles. I stepped out of them as he tugged my sweatshirt over my head, exposing my breasts to the cold air. I shrieked as he swooped me into his arms and carried me to my bed. Placing me on the mattress, he backed away and, for the first time as Death, removed his clothes. He removed the sheath around his calf and pulled out his knife. The blade shimmered in the moonlight, and I sucked in air.
Death approached me again, his cock bobbing with each step. “Spread your legs.”
