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“I’m your slut.” That tear that had been holding on to her eyelash fell. I licked it, tasting the salty evidence of her pleasure.
“Good girl.” I bit her earlobe. “Others may want to defeat you with fists and pain. But I know you. The only man that will bring you down will be the man who can fuck you right.”
My finger rubbed her clit, and she bucked against my hand. She was soaked. Her wetness coated her inner thighs. If I had the time, I would spread it over her skin and taste it like cream.
I thrust inside her, attacking her from the inside, my cock finding its home and rejoicing inside its sheath. She screamed, and I could have died in that moment. Her voice was the high note of a melody made just for me.
I bit down on her shoulder, and my low growl accompanied her whimpers. I felt her tears as they trailed down her cheek and neck. Her rhythm and mine clashed and warred until she went over, her body going limp in my arms. She collapsed with her forehead on the backrest, but I didn’t let her go. I kept bucking until I found my release inside her, coating her inner walls with the most primal of all markings.
My cum would drip from her body and down her thighs. With her underwear safely in my pocket, I knew that my scent would linger until she washed it off.
I grinned at the thought of marking her again, tainting her clean skin.
I grabbed her close to me until she was pressed to my body and rolled us until I sat on the sofa, twisting her to preserve our connection. She was curled up on her lap. I grabbed her hair to put her head on my shoulder, then stroked her cheek.
“Fuck you,” she whispered, crying. The adrenaline coursing out of her blood. “You came inside me without a condom.”
Chapter 27
Rose
“You’reexquisite.”Hegentlybreathed, holding me, kissing my temple and placing his nose against my hair. His breath wawa warm against my skin, and he hummed a soft, soothing song. That blastedRose Mariesong. But he made it softer. Sadder. Like it was mourning something far gone.
“Did you hear me?” I said, as he leaned down to lick the tears from my cheeks. The fucking pervert.
“Hmm,” he said, the sound low in his chest. A sound of affirmation.
“What if…” I shook my head, unable to believe. Unable to believe what was happening. “What if…”
“You become pregnant?” I felt him shrug. “I’m not a teenager that just got too horny. I own 25% of an incredibly lucrative security company. If there’s a child, then we will handle it.”
“What does that mean? Handle it?” I tried to pull away, so that I could look him in the eye, but his hand pressed me back down to his shoulder, not letting me move.
When I was settled again, his hand drifted down my jaw, down my neck, over my chest and clothes to land on my flat belly. He massaged it lovingly, as if there was already something incubating there.
“If a little warrior was made in your belly, I have the means to take care of it.” He whispered to me. “You want to live in the US? Fine. We’ll buy a mansion and I will fly back here for work. You want to live here? Fine. We’ll build a house out here in Strathlachlan. You want to go home to the Philippines? I’ll buy us acres of beachfront…”
He leaned down, reaching for something on the floor. He pulled up the knife. The one he had gifted me in the forest.
“Jesus christ,” I whispered, “I’m on the run. What life would that be?”
“Then we handle that too.”
I laughed in complete disbelief. “Is it that easy? Huh?”
He clutched me, disliking my tone. “Yes. It’s that easy.”
This man was a maniac. A fucking loon.
I put my hand on his chest and pushed away, and he let me. Our connection broke, and I whimpered at the feel of him slipping out of my body. I stumbled on weak legs, pulling my jeans up to my hips, as his seed dripped down my legs.
When I looked at him, he wore a satisfied grin, his drink back in his hand, casually sipping.
“Lovely.” He said, nodding to my thighs where the evidence of his indiscretion had just been.
“Fucking pervert,” I hissed.
He lifted his shoulder and smiled, unphased.Smug asshole.
