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“What?” he asked, noticing my miffed expression.
“Nothing.” I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, studying him. “I can’t believe you killed those people to get to me.”
“I killed a lot of people to get to you Nova. Some who believed they were important to me. All to ensure you could be by my side without future conflicts.”
“Okay, but those old people were innocents.”
“They were collateral damage.”
“Who else did you kill in the name of true love?” I joked, but secretly wanted to know.
“No one important.”
“So evasive,” I teased.
“Why don’t we talk about the people you killed?” he retorted.
“Psh. The girl who helped push my mother over the edge and two dudes who pissed me off? Mine were collateral damage too.”
“So, you don’t regret it?”
I considered the question before answering it. When I thought of Nika, the hurt and the anger prohibited me from feeling remorseful.
Dredging up the emotions from in that moment had me ready to yell and scream. Maybe in the far-off future I’d feel bad, but I wasn’t going to try and force the feeling. Same with Martin Reedsy. As for Tony, he got exactly what he had coming to him.
“I don’t feel guilty. Should I? Do you?”
He shook his head. “I make peace with it the second I decide to do it.”
He toyed with the ends of my fingertips, looking as if he were going to say something, but then changed his mind. That was okay, I wasn’t expecting us to start eating ice-cream and sharing all our sordid secreta and life events with one another.
We needed to be at least six months in for that. I could wait.
Expelling a puff of air, I traced my fingertips along his superb jawline. “So, you went through all of that, for some girl you saw crying on a beach? Why?”
“The better question is, why not?”
My mind drew a blank. I didn’t have an answer.
“You know, not everything in life has to have some epic conclusion or reason behind it. I saw a gorgeous girl and spent two years learning all I could about who she was. Turns out, she’s fucking insane, and I love that about her.”
“And here I was thinking you were my prince charming.”
“This isn’t a fairytale. I’m not a hero, princess. Especially not for you. I never will be, but I can be your favorite villain.” He grinned.
“I’ve known you were the villain since the first time you kissed me.” I shifted so my arms could wrap around his neck. “But guess what?”
“What?” he played along, moving me with ease, spreading my legs so he could settle between them. “In this story, the heroines just as bad as the villain, and she’s fresh out of fucks to give.”
He stared at me, an unreadable expression washing across his face. Lowering his mouth, his lips flirted with kissing mine. “You were made for me.” He kissed me then, pulling all the air from my lungs, forcing me to acknowledge the truth of what was between us.
When he broke our connection, it was to remove my dress. A smile touched the corners of his mouth when he realized I hadn’t worn anything beneath it.
He took his time removing his own clothing, unbuttoning his shirt agonizingly slow, raking his eyes down my naked form in the process. Once he was finally naked, he brought his sinewy body back to mine.
His hands shoved my legs further apart, coming up to grip my hips. The head of his piercing slipped up and down my slit, smearing the arousal that was already gathered there.
I held his gaze, silently begging him to fuck me. A slow Cheshire-like grin appeared the second he pushed into me and I gasped. My pussy wrapped around his cock like a glove. He brought a hand to the top of my head, tangling it my hair. He rocked forward once, causing me to whimper.
