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Ugh, he's really grating on my nerves now. I was seconds away from having a fantastic fucking orgasm and then he had to go and ruin it with his asinine mouth.
My arm extends and whips forward, my hand smacking hard against his face.
He lets out a maniacal laugh, taunting me. “Really? That's all you've got?”
My long nails embed into the top of his shoulders, digging deep enough to pierce the skin. Like the animal he is, he lifts a smile in response.
Watching for a reaction that proves he feels pain, I drag my nails down an inch, peeling back a layer of his skin. Blood drips onto my fingers, but it doesn’t faze me. All I care about is making him pull back.
“You can’t hurt me, Angel. Nothing hurts me when I’m with you.”
“Stop talking like that!” I dig deeper, but stop when I realize the pain I’m inflicting is only arousing him.
What the fuck is wrong with all of us? Ridge is turned on by my pain. Lev gets off on my submission. And I engage because I’m the twisted one who finds excitement in it all.Maddox is the only sane one out of all of us.
Lev told me earlier I needed to own what I did. Maybe it’s time I do, but maybe it’s also time I start owning this new version of myself. Not only my sexual awakening, but also my inner strength.
For years, I’ve been surrounded by people who want to take care of me and protect me from the world. They only see my weaknesses. They all treat me like I’m made of glass. But deep down, I know I have a resilience that far surpasses what any of them could imagine. It’s about time I prove to them, and myself, how strong I really am.
My legs buckle under Ridge’s weight, his body pressing down on me. Part of me wants to give in and just let him overpower me, but instead, I grit my teeth. With one swift motion, I manage to lift my knee up, pushing him off-balance. Mustering all my strength, I kick my leg out and feel his body leave mine.
“How’s that for making you move?” I dust my bloody hands off, pleased with myself.
It’s short-lived as he charges at me with growly teeth, taking me down on the bed. With renewed vigor, I whale at his chest. “You’re insufferable!”
“You want me to be manageable? Then quit fighting this. Quit pushing me away all the damn time.”
He grabs me by the throat with a lax hold, and I clench my thighs, hating the way it turns me on. “I have no choice but to push you away because you make it so damn hard to be near you.”
Jerking my head, he forces me to look at him. “Get used to it, because I’m not going anywhere.”
“I’m not who you think I am, Ridge. I’m not perfect, I’m flawed. And I’m certainly not an angel.”
“You,” he pauses, stunned speechless by my words of admission, “you are perfection personified, and every flaw only makes you that much more desirable. I want every bit of you. Forever.”
I gulp, my throat bobbing against his palm. My mind swirls with thoughts and emotions as I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open them, his gaze is still on me, studying me intently as if he can see straight into my soul. His gaze alone is enough to make my heart skip a beat, but it’s his words that have rendered me speechless.
Every time Ridge confesses his love for me, no matter how passionate, I shut him down. I don’t know why I do it, but I can only surmise it’s because I don’t feel worthy of that sort of love. Not to mention, he’s more than a little unhinged. Something always brings me back to him, though. Or him to me, rather. No matter how hard I push, he’s always there.
His fingers leave my neck, moving to the side of my head, and he twirls my hair. “Say something, Angel.”
I don’t even know where to begin. No matter what I say, I’ll come off as a hypocrite. I could tell him that I want him so badly right now it hurts. Or I could keep pushing him away, knowing he won’t go far.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Ridge.” My heart sinks as the words leave my mouth because I’ve never spoken a truer phrase.
He’s growing on me. I can feel it.
His face comes closer to mine. “The only way you could ever hurt me is by not existing.”
The need to be honest with him is dire. The last thing I want is to lead him on, especially when my heart is being pulled in so many different directions. “This won’t end how you want it to.”
“You’re right. That’s because it has no end.”
He cups my face in his hands and kisses me softly, making my entire body tremble with anticipation. His lips are so soft and gentle, yet so passionate and full of emotion. I’ve never kissed someone with such sentiment. I knew that from the first time, in the hallway after class.
Two different men have hung me on the brink of arousal tonight, both in the same manner. So hostile and cruel. But nothing compares to the level of exhilaration I’m feeling right now.
Desire surges through my body as heat rushes to my core.
