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Now, I feel fucking sorry for the assholes who haven’t found this. What I have with Angelica. For all I know, her pussy has cast a spell on my cock, and I couldn’t give two fucks about it. I wouldn’t do a damn thing to undo the effects of her charm. I don’t care what I have to do. I am not going back to a life without her.
“Please, Neo, please,” she begs. I know what she needs. What she wants. Her desires are as dark as mine. We really are soul mates, the fairy tale where the villains find happiness.
I look up at her as her fingers pull at my hair, lifting me to my feet. She wraps her legs around my waist and tugs me in closer before her lips connect with mine. Hard and fast. Teeth clashing. Tongues fighting for dominance.
“I need… I need…” she pants between kisses.
“I know what you need, Angel, and I’m the only one who could ever give it to you. I’m the only one who will ever give it to you.” Freeing my cock from the confines of my sleep pants, I tug on it a few times, pinching the tip. Holding back.
The sight of my dark angel losing her mind—because of me—is fucking intoxicating. I know it’s not just my cock she wants though. She wants it, without a doubt. But she also wants something else. Something she won’t voice, and I won’t make her. She doesn’t need to tell me what she needs because I need it too.
Blood. I need to see her blood. I need to make her bleed for me. The fact that she gets off on the pain is a fucking bonus. Like I said, fucking soul mates.
I reach behind her and pick up a small paring knife from the butcher’s block on the counter. I look down to her thighs and admire the numerous little nicks I’ve already left on her otherwise flawless skin. My cock hardens at the sight of my marks on her. I don’t know if she’s noticed, but these aren’t just cuts. Each slice has been administered at a precise angle, each line making up two letters. The initials about to darken her inner thigh: NV.
Am I branding her with my initials? Fucking right, I am. Do I care? Not at all, because no one is ever going to see this part of her except me. No one will ever see her looking like she does now.
I slice the last angle on the V and watch as her head tips back. A little outline of red trickles down her inner thigh. Running my fingertip along its trail, I collect some of the blood, then coat my cock with it.
Angelica watches me. “I need you inside me now, Neo.”
Well, who the fuck am I to argue with a direct order like that? “All you have to do is ask, Angel. Ask and I’ll deliver.” Lining up my cock with her entrance, I push in, bottoming out in one thrust. “Fuck, I love this. I fucking love your pussy. So fucking wet, warm, tight.” Pulling back, I thrust forward again before flicking the knife on her leg and exacting a new mark.
“Ah, God. Yes,” she screams. I drop the knife and cover her mouth with my hand. I don’t need her waking up Izzy. This is not a position I ever want her to find us in. Angelica’s pussy convulses around me as she comes. Her body shakes violently, her screams now muffled by my palm. I continue thrusting in and out of her through her orgasm.
“I’m going to need one more, Angel,” I tell her, dropping my arm once she’s quieted down.
She shakes her head no. “I can’t,” she says.
“Yes, you can. And you will. Give me one more.” My hand wraps around her throat, and her head bangs on the overhead cabinets behind her. “Hold on to the edge of the counter.” I squeeze. And I can feel her legs quivering as they clench around my waist. Her pussy tightens its grip on my cock. I’m not going to last much longer. “I need you to come. Now. Angel,” I grit out, pumping into her with quick, hard thrusts.
Then I cover her mouth with mine, swallowing her cries. Her juices coat my cock as she flies over the edge again. I follow her right off that cliff, emptying myself into her. We both stay still; the only sound is our heaving breaths. Eventually I pull out and pick her up, placing her feet firmly back on the ground.
“You know we can’t keep using sex as a way to escape our problems,” she says.
“Why the fuck not? It seems like it’s working just fine to me.”
Her laughter lightens my whole world. Great, now I sound like fucking T with those Hallmark lines he’s constantly feeding Holly. “Go shower. I’ll get started on breakfast.” I kiss her forehead and watch as she walks away. I want to follow her so fucking bad, but nope. Time and place. I know Izzy will be awake soon.
* * *
Halfway through cooking breakfast, an alert sounds on my phone. The one that lets me know someone is breaching the property lines. Turning the stove off, I head to my office and fire up the wall of security screens.
“Fuck!” I curse louder than I intended.
Izzy steps into the office, rubbing at her eyes. “Neo? Are you hurt?” she questions me.
“No, Bel, I’m fine.”
She comes and stands next to me, staring at the screen. “Where is my mom going?” she asks, unconcerned by the fact that she’s just been left here with me.
“Ah, I’m not sure. Come on, breakfast is almost ready.” Ruffling her hair, I follow her out to the kitchen.
I know she’s not likely to answer, but I try anyway. I dial Angelica’s number and hear the sound of her ringtone coming from the other side of the house.Goddamn it, Angel. What the fuck are you up to?
“Can I have ice cream pancakes, Neo?” Izzy pulls herself onto one of the counter stools.
“Sure, anything you want, Bel.” I call T while I finish cooking the pancakes. I almost hang up and try Holly’s phone when he answers.
