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As I touch my tongue to her clit, I’m dismayed that my sense of taste is somewhat dulled in the twilight realm. Still, I can tell she’s delicious. I don’t want to waste a single drop of her honey.
I focus my attention on the tiny, stiffened bud that brings her so much pleasure. She moans, her heartbeat cantering along as I swirl my tongue against her. I try a few different approaches until I discern what she likes and then continue doing that until she’s practically bucking.
As her breathing becomes erratic, I keep my pace consistent.
“Oh God, Will...” She tugs at my hair. “Fuck...”
I lick and suck her clit even as she shakes and twitches, until she goes still and silent, right before she moans.
As soon as she’s finished riding out her orgasm, I stand and capture her open mouth. She tastes herself on me. Pulling her close, I grind my cock against her so there’s no doubt in her mind how badly I want her. My hands map the landscape of her skin, just as her hands find and squeeze my ass.
“I want you,” she whispers. “Please.”
I feel almost lightheaded as I reach for the button on my pants. I haven’t touched my own cock in years. Pulling it out, it becomes a hard, demanding thing between us that commands Mariah’s attention. She wraps her fingers around the shaft. I groan.
“Your eyes are glowing,” she says. I close them.
“Does it frighten you?”
“No,” she says.
I kiss her hard. Thrusting into her fist, I feel like I could come from this slight contact alone. It’s not the same as if she were touching my physical body, but it’s a thousand times better than my own fist. Yes, I could indeed come just like this—
But I’m dying to get inside her.
As I grasp my cock to angle it toward her pussy, an image of Edward flashes across my vision.
I squeeze my eyes shut. Is he close to my body? I don’t sense him nearby.
Another flash. This time it’s Edward and Isabella as they were twenty years ago. I see Edward finding Isabella in the stables, backing her up against the stall. Edward whispering something into her ear. The two of them fucking on the hay-strewn floor...
I hold my head with both hands.
“Stop it,” I growl.
“Why?” Mariah asks, letting go of my cock. “What’s wrong?”
Another flash. Edward driving Mariah up to the house. Edward taking her hand. Mariah smiling at her father. Him watching her at dinner, at work, every chance he gets.
Watching and waiting for a sign that she can give him what he desires.
Money. Power. A future free of limitations.
“I can’t...” I retreat from her until my back slams against the wall.
Mariah hops off the table and rushes to take my hands. As we touch, I see another flash: Edward caressing Mariah’s face. Edward spreading her legs. Edward kissing her, touching her, in all the ways I’ve kissed and touched her.
There’s no difference between what Edward has done, what he intends to do, and my own plans for his daughter. In this moment, we are the same person, working toward the same end.
Our freedom in exchange for hers.
“Will,” she says. I evade her grasp faster than I mean to. She gasps. “How did you move so fast?”
She stares at me, incredulous, as I leave her—
I return to my physical body, gasping and coughing, a heap of bones barely holding together on the concrete floor.
My chains feel heavier than they did this morning. The braces around my neck and limbs burn.
