“How did you escape?” She slides her hands up to cup my face. “I saw you in the room. Saw you die…”
My arms tighten around her. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, sweet girl. It must have been so frightening.”
She bites her lip, nodding slightly. “It was…”
I nuzzle the side of her neck as I squeeze her tight to my chest. “I’m sure you realize now, but that man wasn’t me. It was another man serving a life sentence from the other side of the country. Someone from the Sanctum switched our records, and while he was being brought to the chair, they slipped me out of prison.”
Grace’s eyes widen. “But… he had your face…”
“Hair dye, contact lenses, and prosthetics.” I shake my head. “I still don’t quite know how Ghost pulled it off. It was… well, it was the type of heist you only see in movies. Except it was real.”
“A ghost? Like Casper?”
My lips tip in a wry smile. “Ghost. It’s the name of the man who saved me.” I try my best to give her a stern look. “Of course, no one would have come to help me if you hadn’t asked Viktor to help me. Which, I might add, wasnotwhat I told you to do.”
Her lips spread in a cheeky grin. “No regrets. Absolutely none.”
“Really? You don’t haveanyregrets?” I ask, my eyes darkening with hunger. Grace swallows hard, her pupils dilating as my hands lower to her waist. “Youdorealize I have to punish you, right, angel?”
She nods, biting her lip as her eyes spark with excitement. “I do…” She tilts her chin up, placing a loving kiss on my jaw. “Whatwillyou do with me, Seven?”
My chest rumbles with a growl as my fingertips dig into her skin, my cock throbbing, begging to be inside her where itbelongs. “First,” I say. “I’m going to rip these fucking clothes off your beautiful body.”
I reach up, gripping the front of her blouse, tearing it off her in one powerful movement. The buttons go flying, clattering to the floor as I work her pants off, throwing them to the heap on the floor with the rest of the tattered fabric.
“Fuck,” I groan, reaching up to palm her breast. “This body… so goddamn perfect.”
I crush my mouth to hers in a bruising kiss, one hand unhooking her bra while the other snaps up, curling around her slender neck. Pulling away, I toss the lacy bra to the side, groaning at the sight of her bare breasts. Her nipples pebble into hardened peaks as I reach up, pinching the sensitive nub between my thumb and forefinger. I gaze down at her full breasts, and my balls tighten as raw desire courses through my system.
“Seven…” She moans, her head tipping back as pleasure ripples through her. “Seven, please…”
With an animalistic growl, I pick her up and throw her onto the bed, positioning my body between her spread legs. I lean in, my mouth hovering just above her heated center, and my eyes roll back as I breathe in her intoxicating scent.
“Mine,” I growl, lunging forward and gripping the lacy panties with my teeth. Grace’s eyes go wide, a small gasp pouring from her swollen lips as I rear back, ripping the fabric from her body.
I gaze at her slick center, my cock throbbing at the sight of her arousal dripping down her soft skin. Going mad with desire, I lick up her center, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as my senses are filled with her sweet taste.
I need more. More.
Moaning, I push my tongue deeper inside her, sweeping her walls and reveling in the taste of her intoxicating arousal.Grace shivers, coming undone with the sheer weight of pleasure she’s experiencing. Her back arches as a moan pushes from her swollen lips—a sound that slithers under my skin and drives me mad with desire.
I reach down, sliding my cock out of the slit in his pants, not having the patience to remove my skintight suit. This ache inside me—it’s too much and not enough all at once—and I know for certain that if I don't come in her soon, I’ll die.
I swirl my tongue around her clit, making her cry out, but just before she comes, I pull away, leaving her desperate and shivering. Grace whimpers, but it’s replaced with a heady moan as I drag the head of my cock up her center.
“Do you want my cock?” I reach down to tease her clit as my head presses against her entrance. “Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes!” she cries. “God, yes!”
“Then tell me who you belong to,” I rasp, getting high off the glazed look in her eyes and the desperate way she’s moving her hips. “Tell me, and I’ll let you come.”
“I’m… I’m yours.” She looks me straight in the eyes. “I’m all yours, Seven.”
I push inside her with a groan, my abdomen shuddering as I fight the urge to come right here and now. Once I’ve calmed down, I begin moving inside her—slowly, torturously, making her cry out in bliss and frustration.
She wraps her arms around my neck, her fingernails digging into his skin as I increase my pace, fucking her harder, deeper, faster. All the while, I rub her swollen little clit, dragging her to the edge of euphoria.
Grace comes, shattering around my cock with a broken cry. Her body convulses as her eyes roll to the back of her head, her expression so obscene, so raw, it makes me come undone.
