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And she did see them. Today. Back in the office. When no one even thought twice about my state of being, she was staring at me funny, as if she could make eye contact with them.
Sense them.
Drag them the fuck out.
So this is vengeance. This is their way to taint her, tarnish her, and ruin her so badly that she’ll no longer dare to make eye contact.
That she’ll run the other fucking way when she notices them.
My tongue thrusts to the roof of her mouth and I kiss her with a savageness that hardens my dick and twists my fucking spine.
But I don’t stop.
Not when she gasps.
Not when she trembles.
And definitely not when her feet fail her with my relentless movements.
I hold her upright by the throat, squeezing until she opens her mouth wider, probably to breathe. But I claim that mouth, I suck on her tongue, then nibble down so hard, I’m surprised I don’t taste blood.
Her moans and whimpers are music to my ears, an aphrodisiac to my fucked-up shadows.
And they want more.
So much bloody more.
When she loses her footing again, I let her fall to the wooden flooring, but I hold her tighter to lessen the impact.
Her eyes widen when her back meets the ground and I release her lips with one last bite.
As much as I’d like to keep feasting on her, she needs air. But even as I allow her that, I don’t let go of her throat. She’s the only armor I have against the shadows and there’s no way in fuck I’m releasing her.
Yes, that’s selfish. Yes, they should probably find me a deeper pit in hell than the one previously designated for me, but that’s all on her.
She shouldn’t have stopped and stared this morning, shouldn’t have put her nose where it doesn’t belong.
Shouldn’t have seen the side of me I keep under wraps.
But she did and now, she needs to pay for it.
Anastasia swallows thickly and darts her tongue out to lick her lips that I’ve turned swollen and red. “What…what are you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck you like it’s your first and last time, my little liar.” Still tightening my hold on her throat, I kneel between her legs and unbuckle my trousers. “You’ll take it, won’t you?”
For a second, she just stares, her mouth agape. Her legs are still splayed in an awkward angle from the fall. Her baggy hoodie rides up her pale thighs, revealing her white lace panties.
White and lace.
Fuck me. The way she dresses beneath the hoodie is nothing like what her new persona is supposed to be. She looks like that icy-haired, blue-eyed stranger from the bar right now. The same stranger who should’ve been a one-time fuck yet turned into so much more.
But she’s not. She has the glasses on, and she’s still wearing the brown contacts that hide her true eyes from me.
I begrudgingly release her throat and yank the hoodie over her head. Her tits gently bounce, the rosy peaks taunting me, so I grab both of them and pull her up using them.
She gasps, then moans when my lips find hers again while I continue pinching her nipples, twisting them as hard as I suck on her tongue.
She’s trembling, I realize, with anticipation or something else, I don’t know, and at the moment, I don’t have the state of mind to focus on it.
