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She shifts her head, angling her face to look at me. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
I keep pumping into her, taking her pussy without mercy. “I’m gonna make you come so many times that you’ll fuckin’ let me carve you up if I want.”
She wants to say something, but I crush my lips to hers, silencing her. The little hellcat attacks my lips as if striking me with her fists. She grabs my bottom lip between her teeth and bites down hard. I groan into her mouth, welcoming the pain she inflicts on me.
It’s hot the way she fights. She doesn’t take shit lying down, letting me know that she’ll fucking annihilate me if I try to fuck with her. But she also loves me just as fiercely, with just as much passion and conviction. I need someone like this, someone who won’t take shit but can handle anything I throw at her. An equal, not a weak little girl that breaks when I touch her.
“Every fuckin’ mark you give me, I’m gonna give you one right back.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, Hellcat.”
I pound into her relentlessly, fucking the breath right out of her lungs.
I move my hand between us, circling her swollen clit with my thumb. Parisa thrashes, her head moving back and forth, her giant ass tits bouncing side to side like they might actually fall off. I grab one nipple in my mouth and graze it with my teeth. We both come together.
Chapter Ten
PARISA
Ciaran carries me to the bedroom like I’m a fragile bird. His touch is so gentle and loving it makes my heart constrict. This man the world sees as a monster can be so gentle and warm that it takes my breath away.
He places me on the chair in the large master bathroom as he starts the shower. “Ciaran, can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me whatever you want, Hellcat.”
“Why do you have fangs?”
He places his hand under the running water, checking the temperature. “The priest used to call me a demon. I thought it was funny to get them done right before I killed him. It was worth it just to see the look of terror in his eyes. He actually pissed himself.”
“Why did you keep doing it?”
He grins. “It freaked people out. It made me seem crazy, and that kept me safe. Now I plan on keeping them cos I like taking a bite out of you.”
I blush. I’ve never blushed a day in my entire life, and then along comes this man who’s made me blush multiple times since we’ve known each other.
Ciaran slips his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. “You’re so beautiful, you know that?”
“I’ve been told that before, but the only time I ever believe it is when the words are coming from your mouth.”
Ciaran picks me up and walks into the shower. The water cascades down on our bodies, and we cling to each other, not bothering to move.
“You plan on showering or just hugging under the water?” I ask with a grin.
Ciaran buries his face in the crook of my neck and smiles against my skin. “I plan on hugging under the water.”
“Me, too.”
I peel my eyes open at the loud clash. I’m alone. Ciaran is nowhere to be found, but loud voices are coming from the hall. I’m about to get dressed when the bedroom door flies open. I grab the sheet to cover myself as two guys barge in.
“What the fuck? You get that you don’t live here, and you can’t just open bedroom doors without knocking, right?” I shriek.
“Get the fuck out of there,” Ciaran’s voice blares.
The guy in jeans chuckles. “Now you know how it feels.”
“Enzo, if you think this is a fun payback, you better think again.”
Enzo raises his hands in the air and shakes his head. “We’re even now. Don’t worry, your girl is covered up. Vance and I saw shit.”
“Ciaran, what’s going on?”
Ciaran rubs the back of his neck. He looks unsure. Ciaran never looks unsure. Unsure is adorable on him. “I’m moving your stuff in. Since it’s short notice, I couldn’t call a moving company, so I had to call these bozo’s in to help.”
I jump off the bed, the sheets wrapped around me. “What?” I turn to the other two guys standing there with goofy grins on their faces. “You two, out. Now.”
They both chuckle and walk to the door before Enzo turns around and says, “Looks like someone’s in trouble.”
When they’re gone, I turn my gaze to Ciaran. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Moving you in. Well, for the time being. We can pick out a new place before the wedding and have us move in.”
“Wedding? Who’s getting married?”
“We are,” he says, pointing to my hand.
I look down and see a twist tie wrapped around the ring finger on my left hand.
