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I don’t deserve someone like her, but I’m too selfish to accept it. I’ll take what I can and worry about the consequences later.
My tongue moves faster, my hands pressing into her thighs, pushing her wider for me. Her legs drop open, and her glistening pussy convulses around me.
Suddenly, the door clicks shut, and I know he’s gone. Stella sits up in a pleasure infused panic, afraid someone’s heard us. God, I didn’t think she could ever look more beautiful, but a thoroughly fucked Stella is a goddam vision. Sexy, sultry, and hypnotizing. I nod my head, smirking wickedly at her when her gaze catches mine.
“You hear that Stella,” I groan, as my fingers enter her, my tongue flicking her clit, “Pretty boy is right outside this door watching you take my cock, watching you fill my mouth with your delicious arousal.” Her head falls back, and she comes immediately. I swear every time it gets better and better. “That’s it baby, you like the thought of him watching us. Now he knows you’re mine. I knew you’d be a freak baby, the quiet ones always are.”
“Fuck you,” she cries, but her curse is stifled by her moans. I look down at the small stain of blood on her white dress and grin wide like the sick fucker that I am. I knew it. She could allow no one to touch her the way she only craved I one day would. It should pain me, make my heart break into pieces knowing she’s held onto hope this whole time, but I feel nothing but triumphant. “Looks like someone told a little lie,” I murmur, wiping the small streaks of blood from my chin. Panic floods her eyes as she realizes she’s been caught.
Yeah right he touched her. She is mine, will always be mine, and I just proved it.
My baby was a virgin, my virgin.
There may be some part of me deep inside, sick to my stomach for taking her as roughly as I did, but I know she wouldn’t have had it any other way. My baby is an animal, meeting me just as hard with every thrust I gave her. She craves pain, needs it to feel alive, and I gave it to her. It’s why we’re so attached, why we can’t seem to stay away from one another. We’ve both been physically hurt beyond relief yet can only find true pleasure when pain is involved.
I bring my lips down to hers, kissing her softly, letting myself savor her taste one last time. Despite how badly I need her, I can't give her the stability she craves and deserves. I’m in deep shit with the Cobras, having agreed with Kane to sell for him. I can’t let her get into trouble because of it. Not to mention Stephan Silver has made it clear to me to stay the fuck away from her.
As for Prophet, Elijah, I’ll make sure my uncle knows he can’t be trusted.
Stella whimpers against my mouth, pleading with me to tell her how I feel. Three simple words I know she needs me to say out loud, but neither one of us can bear to hear them.
I reach into the pocket of my jeans and pull out the small yellow velvet box containing her birthday gift. The moment I saw it, I knew it belonged on her. It spoke what I was too much of a coward to say, and it needed to be hers.
Angry at what this day has turned into, I throw the small box onto her bed and turn to walk away. But before I walk out the door, I turn back to her, finding her resting on her elbows and watching me with tearful eyes.
“Remember this day always, Stella. He may be the one you’re marrying, but now he knows you’ll always be mine.”
