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“Rémy,” I scream, grabbing him as he leans me over. The only thing stopping me from falling is his hand.
“I could let you go. I could follow you down. There is something poetic about being tied to someone the moment their soul leaves their body.”
“Please don’t,” I whimper, my hands wrapped around his arm.
“Tell me why. Tell me why I shouldn’t just end it all. Why shouldn’t I just end this suffering for both of us?”
“Because I love you, dammit. I love you,” I choke out as the rain falls faster.
He yanks me to him, hooking my leg over his hip before he thrusts inside me again.
How is he still fucking hard?
“I’m always hard around you.”
I didn’t realize I said that out loud, and then I lose my damn mind and the rest of my inhibitions as he strips me naked and fucks me like an animal in every position possible.
I collapse in his arms, my breathing erratic, and I shiver, the rain soaking me to the bone. I have scrapes all over me, and tomorrow I’m going to look like one giant bruise, but I just don’t care.
“I like seeing your blood on my cock.”
“We really need to work on your pillow talk,” I grumble, making him laugh as he rolls me onto my back.
“No more, please. I think I’ve sprained my vagina.”
He doesn’t fuck me, though. He spreads my legs wide so he can rub his cum into me. There is something primal about it, but I feel gross and tell him so.
“There is nothing gross about it. This is you and me.” He lifts his fingers and licks them clean, much to my horror.
He grins then and tries to kiss me, but I wiggle away. “Not a chance. Not all of us are animals.”
“Only for you. There’s just something about you. I can’t explain it, can’t put a name on it, or find a label that fits. All I know is that you’re mine, and I’m done listening to you try to pretend differently.”
I blow out a breath, the shivering beginning to intensify. “There are things you don’t know. Things I don’t want you to know. I—”
“Do you think I want you to know the dark and depraved things I’ve done? That I want to risk seeing you look at me differently than you do now? No, fuck no, but I’d rather you hear it from me than be blindsided by someone else. I’m not saying I need it all today, but someday, oui. I want to hear the story of how you became Sugar Daniels. Now let’s get you inside before you catch the flu, and I have to explain to the Bratva pakhan that his delivery is going to be delayed.”
“His what?”
He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder before slapping my ass. “You’ll see, Sugar. You’ll see.”
* * *
I tug at the restraints,but they don’t give at all. “That motherfucker. That goddamned motherfucking son of an asslicking—”
“That’s some mouth you have on you.”
I jump when I hear Maxim’s voice and turn my head, which is one of the only damn things I can move.
“You try being tied up like a Thanksgiving turkey.”
His lips twitch, but he doesn’t say anything as he walks toward the bed.
After falling asleep in Rémy’s arms, I woke up here, an hour ago, naked and tied to Maxim’s bed with a red ribbon like a pornographic gift.
“Can you untie me?”
“Now, why would I want to do that?” His voice is dark and seductive, but I’m not falling for that shit.
