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I wondered if she asked because she wanted to know or asked because she wanted a man nicknamed after the personification of death.
“What kind of evil are you?”
“The kind no one can save you from. If there’s a god, not even he could help you.”
“Okay, you can go fix your screw up now.” She adjusted her head on the arm of the couch and sighed. “You two, you’re like fire and gasoline. You’re perfect for one another so quit being a dumbass and go strike the match.”
I smirked at her back. If my sister were still alive, I could see her being a lot like Arlen. Standing up, I gave her the only advice I could offer.
“If you’re going to run, run now, because after tomorrow, everything’s going to change.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
He had deep scars beneath his tattoos. I’d never seen anything sadder than that. I’d never been so upset since watching Tilly burn.
If I had a heart left to break, it would have broken right then. Who hurt this man and where could I find them?
“Don’t fucking look at me like that.” He rolled from his stomach to his back, giving me something much better to stare at.
“You know, I could never sleep until I came here. It could be your bed but I think it’s you.”
“I’m going to assume you’re talking to me, even though you just said that to my dick.”
Flashing my eyes to his, I offered him a timid smile.
“I failed your second test. I’m sorry, and I’m sorry for being a mess…I’m not sorry about the kid, though.”
“Is that why you stopped running?”
Chewing my lip, I began tracing imaginary patterns into the blanket. “I was never running from you, Rome. I was running from…myself.”
When he didn’t say anything, I quietly continued. “Before I ever met you, I had a box of pictures and articles—all of you—and I…used you.”
“You used me.”
“You’re my muse. I have dirty…sick fantasies, and they all feature you.”
“Keep going,” he encouraged, wrapping a hand around the base of his hardening cock.
“I like hearing them scream, making them bleed, and watching the life leave their bodies…torture though, even psychological, it makes me so wet.
And you’re always beside me, touching me, fucking me in the bloody mess we made.”
The bed creaked as he fisted himself, keeping his eyes locked on me. I reached out and cupped his balls, gently rolling them in the palm of my hand.
“My daddy always told me I was sick and full of sin. The last day I saw him, he said those same sins would eat me alive. I never got the chance to tell him I’m a natural born sinner and the devil lives inside me.”
I shifted onto my knees and stop
ped his hand. Before I could start, he grabbed me by the leg and pulled my lower half towards him.
He sat my pussy on his face and I sucked his cock into my mouth.
We face fucked one another. His cock hit the back of my throat, bringing tears to my eyes as I struggled taking all of him. His tongue explored me everywhere, delving in and out and toying with my clit.
Leaning lower, I used my hand to stroke him hard and fast and my tongue to toy with his balls, lifting them individually and gently suckling them into my mouth.
When I felt pre-come run onto my hand, I sat up straight and licked it off. He flipped me over onto my back, locked me down with a hand across my waist and buried his face between my thighs.
