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One that I know he’ll win.
The only warning I get that he’s at his wit’s end is when I hear him let out a toe-curling growl. Hot cum spurts down my throat, and Gray doesn’t let up until I swallow every last drop. After he’s released his grip on me, I use the flat of my tongue to clean his cock, worshiping it for a job well done.
Gray picks me up with just his thumb gently pressed under my chin, ordering me back to my feet. My heart beats a mile a minute, thinking he’s finally going to kiss me, but instead, all he does is stare at me with the blankest expression, one that I can’t decipher no matter how much I want to.
“You’re nothing like I expected,” he mutters dryly, his reprimanding words feeling like a slap to the face.
I stand there, mouth agape, that those were the words he decided to utter when I know for a fact that I just rocked his world. But it was so much more than that. It was electrifying. Like our connection could burn down cities. He had to feel it. He just had to.
Right?
I’m still standing there speechless when Gray decides that playtime is over by pulling away from the wall and walking over to the door to make his quick getaway.
Not wanting this infuriating man to have the last word, I call out his name. Like I predicted, he stops, but his hand remains on the doorknob, his back turned to me.
“That’s it? That’s all you have to say to me?”
When he refuses to even so much as look at me, my short temper shifts to full-blown fury.
“Fuck you, Gray. Fuck you.”
He turns his head a little bit over his shoulder, enough so I can see the silver moonlight in his eyes.
“Not today, little doe, but soon.” My throat clogs as his smoldering gaze trails over my body until it fixes on my swollen lips—the same lips that can still taste him. “Really fucking soon.”
CHAPTER8
Gray
Ileft her in that diner last night, or so she thought. I watched her storm out, and then I followed her home and stayed until sunrise to make sure she didn’t sneak out again.
She didn’t, but that didn’t stop the tempest from brewing inside me, nor the memory of her mouth wrapped around my cock replaying in my mind. She was so fucking dirty, those beautiful eyes ripping my defenses to shreds as she gave me more pleasure than I’ve ever had in my entire life. If she knew all the incredibly horrible things they did to me, she would feel sick to her stomach at the idea of putting my cock in her mouth.
I should have stopped her, but I couldn’t, and fuck if her desperation for my pleasure wasn’t such a turn-on.
I couldn’t stop even if I tried.
Even now, as I shower, my cock hardens at the memory, the vile fucking thing desperate for her. It’s completely hers now, just like every inch of me, soul and heart.
Or whatever is left of them.
I tried to be good, to stay away from her and let her have a better life, but I couldn’t walk away from her now even if I tried. She’s mine, she just doesn’t know it yet.
She has been since she was a kid.
I’m so tired of fighting it. I made her a promise in that diner, whether she knew it or not. Before I die, I will have her, and she will regret begging me for it. She will hate me and fear me just like everyone else, yet I won’t be able to stop this even if I want to.
Not now that I’ve had a taste.
Snarling, I slam my fist into the shower wall and watch the tile crack. Blood blooms across my cut knuckles, and I feel nothing, but the sight satisfies the beast inside me, so I do it again and again before washing the blood off and getting out.
After all, I have a job today, so I can’t afford to spend the day tearing my house to pieces simply because the one person in the world I should never have is determined to rip all my darkness away, but she’ll soon realize the only thing that is underneath is more darkness.
Whatever was left of a living, feeling man after the group home was killed all those years ago when I died.
I truly am the ghost they call me, only coming to life around her.
And I will drag her into the grave with me.
