Page 104 of Pretty Vile


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I’m still panting as I snarl, “Get me the fuck out of these handcuffs. Now, Emilia.”

Whether the orgasm has scrambled her brain or she’s finally done teasing me, she reaches over to the bedside table and grabs a key. She first undoes the cuffs at my feet, before doing the ones around my wrists.

The second the last one falls away, I leap forward, wrapping my arms around her as I flip her onto her back, with my softened cock still seated inside her. Eliminating every ounce of space between us, I crush my lips to hers, needing to kiss her more than I need air in my lungs or blood in my veins .

I devour her softness, ravishing her lips as I ardently reacquaint myself with her mouth.

Breathless, I pull back just enough to stare into her eyes, pupils blown with desire. “If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.”

“Not a dream,” she assures, trailing her fingers through my messy mop of hair. “You’re stuck with me for life, and if you ever pull shit like what you did yesterday again, I will actually cut your dick off.”

Unaffected by her threat, I smirk down at her, gyrating my hips against hers. “You mean this dick?”

Before she can argue, I recapture her lips with mine. Our kiss is slow and thoughtful, savoring and languid. Shivers of desire race through me, blood filling my cock as I grind against her.

Soft, sweet moans escape her lips, and I swallow each one until she’s convulsing around me. Involuntary tremors wrack her body, and I bury my face in the juncture of her neck as I grunt out my release.

We lie like that for who knows how long, wrapped up in one another, while a deep feeling of peace like nothing I’ve felt before displaces those feelings of hatred I’ve been clinging to so desperately.

“I love you,” I murmur against her skin. “Have for four years now. Just thought you should know.”

Threading her fingers through my hair, she tugs gently until I lift my head. I can tell from the shimmer in her eyes what she’s going to say before she even opens her mouth, and before she can return the sentiment, I say, “Don’t say it.”

Her brows crease in confusion, and I explain, “I want to earn those three words from you.” Stroking my hand over her hair, I plead, “Give me a chance to work for them first.”

She swallows audibly, nodding. “Okay.”

Shifting to the side, so my weight isn’t on top of her, I pull her in against me. “We should probably get some sleep,” she says, snuggling into my side.

I snort. “If you think you’re getting any sleep today, you’re sorely mistaken.”

We lapse into a comfortable silence, but one final secret niggles at me.

Coughing to clear my throat, I confess, “There’s one more thing you should know.”

Her body tenses against mine, and I attempt to soothe her by running my hand along her arm. “I’m the one responsible for that senator’s death.”

“What?” Pushing up onto her elbow, Emilia frowns down at me, her eyes narrowed as she tries to puzzle out what I’m implying. “How? Why?”

I shake my head. “It’s a complicated story. I have no good reason, but it’s probably easier to explain it to everyone at once.”

She stares at me for a moment longer before conceding. “Is that why you stormed out of here the other morning?”

“Yeah.”

“And why you came at me at the library?”

I give her a contrite nod.

Sighing, she shakes her head before cuddling back into me. “You realize Kai and Hawk think it was Mel.”

I did not know that, but I guess it makes sense. “Let’s just get tonight over with, and then I’ll explain everything, I promise.”

We spend the rest of the day in bed, catching up on sleep in between satisfying our need for one another. As the sun sets, I place a final kiss on Emilia’s shoulder before sliding out of bed.

Padding over to my dresser, I pull open the top drawer and retrieve the hidden sheath. Gripping it firmly in my hand, I take one last look at the sleeping beauty in my bed before heading out the door.

I may have missed out on killing Mel, but I sure as fuck want to be the one to make sure she can never rise from the dead. I’m going to enjoy chopping her into bite-sized pieces and barbecuing her ass. It feels like karmic justice after everything she’s done to Em, not to mention the stunt she pulled earlier.

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