I grip her waist tight and pull her close, pressing my solid cock against her abdomen, and another sinful whimper escapes.
“You stayed because you want something onlyIcan offer you.” I lower my voice. “Your starved little cunt is desperate for it.”
Letting all rational thought disappear from my head, I release her and step back. Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t move as I make my way to the door at the back of the cabin. I unlock the dead bolt. A rush of warm summer air flows through the musty cabin as the door swings open wide, and I face her, stepping aside.
“So, you’re going to take your chances again, Mia. You’re going torun.”
Chapter 33
Mia
Unspoken words hang in the air between us. I shouldn’t want a fucking Disciple. It’s been ingrained in me since birth to hate them and anyone associated with them.
It was easier to believe he was the villain before. But now, knowing Aiden wasn’t the one who hurt Nic, I have nothing in me left to fight. I shouldn’t want Aiden Foxx, but I do. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything. My heart pounds at the idea of his chase. Even with his unpredictability. Even knowing he could still kill me, the idea of running is making me ache for him.
“Running is a trap,” I say, trying to buy myself some time to figure out his plan.
Aiden closes the space between us. The humid breeze follows him from the open door, and I revel in the fresh air.
“I don’t know this land, but you do,” I tell him.
“Yes, I do, which is why I’m going to give you a head start.” He watches my face, analyzing my fear. Enjoying it.
“I won’t run just so you can play some sort of sick, sadistic hunting game with me and then kill me.”
He smirks, and I can’t help it—I swing and punch him square in the mouth. If I’m going down, I’m going down fighting.
A low, rage-filled growl fills him as he picks me up, walking me back and slamming me against the wall, pinning me with his hips. His hand comes down hard to cup my pussy, and I shift from rage to desperate need instantaneously.
“I’m not going to kill you, Rhiannon…not yet at least.” He grinds his palm against my clit, hard. This time, I can’t hold in my moan.
“If I catch you, I’m going to take what’s mine, andfuckthis virgin cunt.”
He growls into my lips. “I’m going to fuck you any way I want, just like your body has been begging me to since the day we met.” He presses harder and I give in, quivering against him. “You owe me your life now, which means, Mia, this pussy belongs to me.”
I give up on reason entirely, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, still unable to stop the truth from tumbling from my lips.
“Yes…maybe I have been begging,” I whisper, barely audible, “but I know your secret.”Fuck it.He’s the one who gave me this shit, so he’s about to get a dose of honesty.
“You didn’t have to take any drug for me to know, Aiden. You want me just as badly.” I kiss him lightly. “Maybe evenmore.” I kiss him again.
Aiden stiffens the moment our mouths touch, but I insist, forcing my way in, biting his bottom lip with a moan. The moment I do, he surprises me, pinning me with his body as both his hands slide up, gripping my hair tight, not wastingtime with niceties as he savagely claims my mouth. His kiss is commanding, and full of deep, dark passion. Aiden devours me like he can’t get close enough to me either. I know now, no man will ever kiss me this way or drive me this close to the brink of insanity.
Aiden kisses me for so long I don’t know how long it’s been since my last breath, and I don’t care. If I took my last breath with his lips on mine, I could stay this high forever.
“Emilia…” he breathes, finally breaking our kiss as he tips his forehead to mine. “What the fuck are you doing to me?” The sound of my full name mixed with his desire almost breaks me. It’s an open moment. An honest one.
I fist his shirt and pull him close, kissing him again, meeting his tongue with mine as I moan into his lips.
He groans and tugs my hair right at the roots, and I wince in pain.
“Fuck,” he says under his breath. When his eyes lock with mine, they’re hungry and wild. He sets me down and backs up. His hands pull his hair back from his face, and his stance tenses as he nods to the door behind him.
“I’m only going to say this one more time, Emilia.Run.But when I catch you, I want you to fuckingfight!”
I don’t hesitate or think. The idea of him chasing me and fucking me exhilarates and terrifies me equally as I bolt through the open door and run with everything I’ve fucking got.
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