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With one last glance at Sophia’s apartment, I take to the sky.

Chapter13

Sophia

I’m standingoutside the same alley I walked past earlier, but it’s… wrong.

The buildings are flat, cutout facades, and the alley seems to go on forever, a rippling tunnel into eternity. Music plays, but I can’t tell where it’s coming from. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and I know I should turn around. I know that the strange, unnerving man is behind me, but I keep moving irresistibly forward.

This is a replay of what already happened, and it’s happening again. I can’t change the story, no matter how many times I scream inside my head to stop, to turn around.

It happens in a flash. A rustling sound signals that the man is near, and I turn toward the noise. I’m frozen, rooted to the ground. The man hurls himself at me in broken frames, lurching through the air like a scene from an old cartoon. I try to scream, but all that comes out is a rasping breath.

Move. Move, Sophia! Go!

But I can’t get my legs to work.

Then Lucas slams into me, larger than life, his body knocking me out of the path of the terrifying man. He pivots and grips my upper arms, pinning me against the wall. Over his shoulder, the man who was about to attack me disappears, taking the wrong-looking buildings with him. The sky turns darker, undulating reds and purples splashing across the clouds.

I focus on Lucas’s face as his eyes glow red, the exact same way I thought the homeless man’s eyes glowed.

“Be careful,” he growls. Shivers ripple over my body as his voice vibrates through me. “I can’t let anything happen to you. I never will.”

His eyes flash, blinding me for an instant before returning to their usual deep, luscious brown. The amber flecks make galaxies in his irises, startling me with their beauty, startling me with the deep desire that burns within them.

“Lucas,” I whisper.

There’s a plea and a question somewhere in that word, and I don’t quite know what I’m asking for. All I know is that I need something, and in this moment, I’m certain he’s the only one who will ever be able to give it to me.

For one more long heartbeat, we stare at each other. Then his head drops, his lips crashing into mine. I return the favor, meeting him halfway and unleashing the full force of my desire against his mouth.

His hands travel over my body, hot and demanding, groping my breasts, pulling me against him. He slides them under my shirt, sending furious lust spiraling through me, even more intense and sudden than that moment in his office.

Oh God, he came to the sounds of my name.

Whimpering, I arch against him, so wet and ready it almost hurts.

He drags my skirt up over my thighs, sliding his hand between my shaking legs.

“Open wider for me,” he growls, and I do it without hesitation, moving my feet farther apart to give him more access.

He groans a ragged breath into my mouth, tugging my panties aside. Then his fingers are inside me. My clit throbs against the heel of his hand as he works his fingers fast and hard, pounding against the pulsing need building within me.

The wall and his hand are the only things holding me up anymore, my own legs too wobbly to keep me upright. Clinging to him, shaking and crying out, I come hard around his fingers.

“Sophia…”

He moans my name, and it sounds even better than it did when he said it in his office. He sounds both tortured and pleased all at once, as if I’ve given him everything he wants, only for him to realize he still wants more.

Without another word, he shoves my skirt up savagely, bunching it around my waist. His cock is out now, and it’s just as it was in his office: big, hard, and throbbing for me.

Finally, finally, I’ll have it right where I want it, right where I’ve barely let myself admit I need it. Deep inside me.

My feet leave the ground as he slams me against the wall again, lifting me in his arms and gripping my thighs to impale me with his cock. He fills me in one hard stroke, kissing me so hard I can’t breathe, then begins driving into me with punishing thrusts. I taste his skin, smell his sweat, feel him all around me. Ecstasy like I’ve never known blossoms right in this shapeless landscape we find ourselves in, hot as fire and sweet as honey.

“Come with me, Lucas,” I beg as my legs shake around him and my lower belly tightens. “I want you to come with me. I want to feel you.”

He groans my name and thrusts harder, pushing me against the wall as his cock throbs inside me. He’s close, so close, and I know that when he comes, just the feel of his release will push me over the edge too.

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