Betrayed? I thought.Broken? Livid?
His hips met mine, his cock lodged deep.
He was inside someone else.
Another woman.
Maybe multiple women.
This bond between us didn’t require his fidelity, only mine. I’d never understood the magic, just that it existed. And there were rules.
Rules I had followed.
Rules I’d taken to heart.
Rules that had felt natural and right.
But Cam…
I swallowed an agonized scream as his fangs bit into my throat, the endorphins flooding my system and cascading me into an unwelcome climax.
Cam growled in approval, his palm having shifted from my throat to my nape. The pillow beneath my face threatened to suffocate me, my ability to breathe constricted by the silky fabric.
It was all too much.
Too overwhelming.
Toowrong.
This wasn’t how Cam and I made love.Because this isn’tmyCam.
He’d choked me with his cock.
And now he was going to break me in half with his harsh thrusts.
My hip was bruising beneath his hand.
My insides ached.
My heart…pounded.
Because some forbidden part of me seemed to thrive on the sensations his brutality stirred within me.
This isn’t right. This isn’t my Cam.
He betrayed our bond, a sharp voice snapped in my head.Myvoice.
And yet another part of me argued,He doesn’t know who we are. His memories of us are gone. He didn’t mean to hurt us.
Tears burned in my eyes, my emotions warring as pleasure licked across my skin and set my veins on fire.
“You feel amazing like this,” Cam whispered against my ear. “I’m going to force you to come all day while I fuck you. Make you so tight that it’ll be a challenge to push my way inside.”
God,when had Cam ever spoken to me like this during sex?
Hearing him now, feeling him likethis,I… I started to wonder about our past. About why he’d kept this part of himself hidden.
Did I even really know him?
