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“Rome,” I sighed, bringing one hand to my clit as he slowly fucked me with the pistol.

The first empty click seemed louder than the carnage outside the door. My breath stitched, my arousal heightened.

“That’s one,” Romero counted. He twisted the solid metal inside me, going a little deeper. I increased the speed of my fingers, rolling my hard nub faster. The second click sounded. I whimpered and propped myself up on my elbows.

“Two,” he counted again, his voice a little deeper.

“You’re both fucking insane…mad in the blood,” Gabriel spat from his corner, not daring to move.

“We know,” Romero said just before the third click.

I felt a tightening in my lower stomach but I fought the feeling. There was hard metal inside me when I wanted him.

“Kill him and fuck me, please,” I begged. The gun immediately disappeared, covered in my juices.

I reached for his pants and fought to free his erection.

“Please, Deville, we can––” The gun went off twice, sending his blood and brain matter spraying up the wall. Romero tossed it to the side and entered me with one solid thrust before the priest’s body hit the floor.

“Fucking beautiful,” he murmured, kissing on my neck before wrapping a hand around it. I gripped his perfect toned ass and pulled him deeper, wrapping my legs around his waist. His cock filled me up, creating a deep suctioning sound every time he moved in and out.

“Harder,” I demanded, and immediately received.

I stared at the fresh blood running down the gray wall and felt the same tightening in my lower belly.

“I need you to come, baby.” He lifted me by the neck, bringing me to the edge of the desk so he could go deeper. His mouth hit mine hard, and animal instinct took over.

We bit and sucked at one another, having the same carnal need to devour one another. I rolled my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.

Things poured from my mouth I thought I would never say. The smell, sighs and moans suffocated us until the pressure inside me unexpectedly burst, sending electric shocks up and down my spine and my come soaked his dick, running down the crevice of my ass.

He followed after, coming with me when his cock jerked and triggered another rush of pleasure.

We stayed pressed together; body to body, soul-to-soul, breathing each other in.

He pulled back and gripped both sides of my face, planting one last lingering kiss on my lips.

“We’re gonna be legends.”

I pecked his cheek, feeling warmth in my chest from his words. He helped me off the desk, steadying me on my trembling legs. We walked back through what remained of the church, passing hooded figures that stopped what they were doing when they saw us.

I was blissfully unaware of what was really happening.

When the church went up in flames, we stood and watched, and I loved the way the fire warmed my face.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

I think I was starting to befriend the strange girl who dwelled within one part of me.

The devil on my shoulder reached out a hand to my fallen angel and they formed a truce.

Over the next two weeks, things were relatively peaceful. Every day, I fell a little more for my beloved monster. Our demons played at our feet while we got lost in one another over and over again.

I chose to live in my bubble of bliss for just a while longer before summoning the courage to bring up Tito. I hadn’t heard from him, but I figured if Tito knew anything about Simon’s death, his common sense had kicked in and he was playing it safe.

It wasn’t until the third week things got strange.

I was woken up by the noise.

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