Page 47 of The Reaper


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He looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “What? Why?”

“Turn the fuck over, or I’ll do it for you.”

“Don’t you—”

I took hold of his hips and flipped him over onto his hands and knees. He was too stunned to move as I took hold of his ass cheeks and pulled them open. “Mmm. It’s just as good as I expected.”

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, but he didn’t fight me. He just lowered his head to his arms and stayed there, ass in the air with my hands opening him up.

“I’m watching my cum leak out of your ass. Your hole is gaping, and Jesus, you’re hot like this.”

“Taste it,” he ordered.

I shoved his knees farther apart and bent down so I could lap up the trail of cum running down one of his thighs.

Rhys whimpered. “That’s so fucking filthy.”

“You like filthy. You’re such a slut for me.

“No.”

“Yes. Don’t worry. I won’t tell.

“God, I hate you.

“Oh, baby, I hate you too.”

He groaned as I licked up more of my seed and cried out when I bit down on the tender skin of his inner thigh and sucked hard. I was determined to mark him.

“You’re a fucking savage.”

“I am.” I ran my hand along his other thigh and reached around so I could push my fingers into his mouth.

I wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d bitten me, but he opened right away and sucked, running his tongue between each of my digits to make sure he got every drop.

The sight of him, ass in the air, sucking my cum off my fingers, was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.

I forced myself to pull my hand away and move off the bed. I needed distance between us before I said or did something I’d regret. I used the adjoining bathroom to clean myself off. When I returned with a washcloth for Rhys, he was lying on his back watching me.

“You say I don’t know the real you, and I don’t understand your family. What does that mean?”

I stared at him, trying to process what he’d said. I’d expected him to kick me out, not ask a personal question. Did he really want an answer?

“I told you my father doesn’t give a fuck about me, and that I had no idea why he’d send me here for protection. What I didn’t say was that I thought he wanted me out of the way so he could openly show favoritism to my cousin. Franco wants me out of the picture, and I assumed he’d won that round. I was wrong. According to my aunt, my father is onto Franco’s real mission—to take over the family. I’m here while Dad figures out just how much of a traitor my cousin and his friends are—unless that’s all a lie too and Dad is double-crossing me and my aunt.”

Rhys sat up, his expression turning serious. “Damn. Your life really is fucked up. What are you doing to figure out the truth?”

“How do you know I’m doing anything?”

Rhys glared at me. “Are you saying you’re not?”

“I’ve got some contacts working on it.”

“Contacts powerful enough to spy on your father and your cousin without getting caught?”

I smiled. “I have some very important friends.”

I heard a door opening down the hall and tensed. We’d forgotten all about being quiet. I didn’t care if Rhys’s brothers knew I was fucking him, but I didn’t want them hearing anything about my family.

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