Page 28 of Hell's Reaper


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“Asura!” he says, trying to keep close to me. I can’t remember exactly where I am or how to get back to the academy from here, so I just keep turning until I finally get to a dead-end alleyway. Then I feel his hot hands wrap around my bicep and pull me to a stop.

I rip myself away from him. “Don’t touch me.”

He steps close to me. “Are you scared of me?”

A snort escapes me. “As if. My father is the King of Hell, and I’m barely scared of him.” Ledger’s wraith is nothing compared to my father’s.

“Then why are you running from me?”

Rage builds and shakes me to my core. “Why are you risking your chances at the academy for me?”

“Because I could care less about the fucking academy. No one touches what is mine!”

“I’m not yours!”

“Yeah.” He steps closer. “You are.”

I scoff. “I belong to no man.”

With a heavy sigh, he runs a bloody hand over his face, smearing blood.

I swallow. Watching him fight and now covered in blood has done something to me. I feel heat between my legs. I’ve never had a man do that for me…

His red eyes narrow on me. “Are you… turned on?” Blood is splattered all over his clothes and running down his hard face. His eyes are as red as the fire in hell and his teeth are clenched.

“You like that I fucked someone up for you?”

I swallow hard.

He steps closer. “I would fuck anyone up to keep you safe.”

I really think he would too.

His large hand wraps around my throat and all the blood rushes to my head. My thighs clamp together, trying to relieve the aching between them. He tilts my head back up to him. Ledger is so much bigger than me, towering over my small frame and looking down at me like I’m his fucking prey. He licks his lips as if he can taste my arousal.

His body presses me into the cold brick behind me and he leans down until our faces are level. “No one will ever touch you again unless it’s me making you come. You’re mine.”

Confidently and full of lust, I lift my face, a smirk running across my face. “Prove it.”

As if beating someone half to death isn’t proof enough.

Ledger grips the back of my thigh, and with one hand, lifts me until I’m at his eye level. Before I can even think or tell him to put me down, his lips crash into mine. His heat rushes through my body, lips tasting like the wine he had for dinner. Sweet and inviting.

I return the feverish energy, grabbing a fistful of his hair and kissing him back. Warmth rushes between my legs and my core begs for more as I wrap my legs around his torso. His hand on my ass squeezes, earning a moan from me.

He grips my body feverishly as both need and desire fill me. My pussy pulsates as I roll my hips against his stomach. The abs under his shirt flex, pressing into my clit. “Fuck,” I mutter. His free hand sneaks between us and rubs against my pussy.

My eyes roll back behind my closed lids. His touch is warm and demanding.

The sound of fabric shredding fills my ears and then I feel the cold against my pussy. I pull back with a gasp, looking up. “Did you just rip my pants?”

Ledger nods, blood starting to dry against his cheek. The sound of him unbuckling his belt hits my ears. My body begins getting my pussy ready for his large size. My body aches to have his warmth, to feel him close. I look down the alleyway. We are in the dark area of it, but we aren’t too far from the street. “What if someone sees us?”

His hand lifts my chin to look up at him. “Good. Then they will know you’re mine.”

My eyes slowly widen. Fuck. That’s hot. I barely know this guy and I can tell he would murder for me… Should I be worried? I hate to say my stomach fills with warmth as my pussy slowly gets wetter and wetter. This shouldn’t be turning me on. But what can I say? I love toxic men.

I feel the tip of his penis against my lips, and I look between us. I knew he was big but not this fucking big. His cock looks to be about twelve inches—maybe more—and it’s wide, as thick than my fist.

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