Page 182 of Evil Boys


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The grin on his face makes me want to bite his fingers off, though.

“That’s the face, kitty. Show me how angry you are at the way I invaded not just your body but your thoughts too.”

My eyes widen.

“You’ve been dreaming about me, haven’t you?” he says, adding more pressure with each thrust. “Ever since the last time I snuck into your room, you’ve been dying for me to claim that pussy again while you were helpless to stop me.” His breath lingers near my ear, coyly whispering, “Admit it.”

But I can’t respond since his hand still covers my mouth.

“Just nod.”

When I do, the smirk that follows is unconscionably hot.

His hand slowly moves away from my lips, only to wrap around my throat instead, while the other firmly grips my thighs, and he pushes my leg up to go even deeper. “Then let me show this pussy who it belongs to.”

He buries in to the hilt, and I almost see stars on the ceiling just from how good it feels.

“You like that, don’t you?” I hiss. “Sneaking up on people when they’re sleeping.”

“Not people.You,” he groans, gripping me even tighter as he goes slow and steady so I feel every one of his piercings as they enter me. “I fuckingcraveyou. Every hour of the day, especially at night. I will fucking make this pussy mine. Even if you hate me for it, even if your family doesn’t approve, even if the whole fucking world is against it, I will make you mine, or so help me God, I will kill them all.”

His words set me off, and my pussy begins to contract around his shaft, and as a stifled moan comes out of my mouth, he slams his lips onto mine. His tongue probes around my lips, coaxing them to open as I fall apart beneath him, desperate for more.

I don’t know when my brain and heart had separated from reality so badly they decided to fall in love with evil personified. But damn, if this is pure evil, then I don’t ever want to leave this fiery hell.

When his lips unlatch, he whispers, “I know you fucked around with Nathan and Milo …”

I gasp. “They cornered me in the swimming pool.” I don’t know why I’m explaining this. “It wasn’t my choice.”

His eyes narrow as a devilish smirk spreads on his lips. “You’re worried what I’ll think.”

My brows furrow. “What? Fuck no.”

“I know they both want you. And I won’t stop them. I like to see you being owned.” His hand slowly dips down between my breasts. “But whenever you fuck with them, you remember I was the first. I was the first to lay waste to this fucking pussy.”

He slaps my pussy, and I yelp in response, but those same fingers then roll around my clit, making my eyes want to roll back too. Good God, I never knew I needed something so dark to get off, but with him, all I want to do is come again and again and never let go of this feeling.

He dips his fingers into my mouth, and my tongue instinctively swirls around them. He throbs inside me, the animalistic groans that slip from his mouth with each thrust making me want to gyrate right up against him.

“That’s it, kitty. I know how you break for me. How you yearn to fall apart from this cock just like you fell apart on my knee the day I snuck into your room. When Jason couldn’t even fucking satisfy you the way I did. You don’t want someone to make love to you … you want to submit.”

Fuck.

What am I doing? Why am I letting him do this?

Why don’t I fight back?

Instinct takes over, and I kick him so hard he’s pushed away and falls off the bed.

My breath is ragged, unhinged, as I grab my knife off my nightstand, yet I still crawl over the edge to look at him in that same hoodie and mask I first saw him in that day, when I didn’t know who he was, but he knew exactly who I was.

What I did.

What I’m capable of.

And instead of fear and deterrence, it instilled a hunger in him that frightens me.

Not because I fear him.

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