Page 51 of Ruthless Truths


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My fingers trail lightly over her back until her skin pebbles beneath my touch. “I would kill anyone connected to you being taken from me. I would burn buildings. I would terrorize the streets. I would bring Hell to Earth.”

“All for me?” she asks quietly, pausing briefly. “Why?”

I know if I utter the words that she deserves to hear, there will be no going back. This will be me admitting that from the moment I laid eyes on this woman, I knew I was done for. I thought if I could pretend that wasn’t the case, I could stop it from happening.

Yet, as I gaze into her intoxicating eyes, I know the risk will be worth the reward.

“Because you’re everything I’m not, Raven,” I say. “I saw a light in your eyes the moment you stepped onto that stage that I longed to lose myself in. The innocence you radiated that I never had the chance of knowing myself while growing up in the family that I did. In those first few seconds, you made me want things I had forbidden myself from desiring. A life where I could simply be a man who desires a woman without questioning why it would be wrong for both of us.”

Her eyes glaze over, her lips parting, but no words escape. She leans forward, attempting to kiss me, but my instinctive reaction is to turn my head, severing any momentum we might have just gained.

Olivia pushes at my chest, struggling to free herself of me, but I refuse to let her go. “You have no idea how difficult this is for me.”

My words are a plea for her to understand. To know that staying here, accepting me, won’t be easy, but that just maybe it might be worth it if she can be patient.

“Why won’t you kiss me?” she demands, eyes narrowed and searching mine.

I have no answer for her. It’s just not something I’ve done. Not since I was a rowdy teenager. Kissing always led to feelings, and those feelings led to rage, and rage made me…

“Maintaining control is something I’ve always had to fight for,” I finally say, because it’s the best explanation I can offer. “I can’t lose control with you, Raven. You’re far too precious for that.”

“Damn you,” she mutters, closing her eyes and leaning her forehead against my chest.

I release her, not wanting to cause her further pain, but as I try to move her back to the mattress, she presses her weight down, anchoring herself to me.

“You can go back—”

She easily cuts me off. “No, I can’t. Not after all that. Not when you make me question everything I thought I believed. Not when I know I should, but my body won’t be able to rest until you’ve satisfied it. I can’t go back to anything. Not now.”

There’s a tinge of pain to her words that has me continuing to try to push her away. “I can find somewhere else for you to stay that will be just as safe.”

Her head shakes, and a smile plays at the edges of her mouth. “You don’t understand.”

I open my mouth to ask her what I couldn’t possibly understand, but she shocks the hell out of me by grinding her hips over my cock.

“No more talking. Just…shut the fuck up and put your dick in me.”

I know I don’t deserve her, but that doesn’t stop me from claiming her as she demands. I yank her sleep shorts to the side as I lift her hips up and reach between us. She’s already wet for me, which loosens the tightening in my chest where a part of me wonders if maybe this isn’t what she truly wants. That maybe she only allows me to touch her because my wanting her is what keeps her safe.

If only I wasn’t a selfish bastard and could tell her that even if she rejected me, I still wouldn’t let anyone else place a single finger on her ivory skin.

Olivia lifts her hips, and I hastily shove my briefs down just enough to free myself. As she slides down over my cock, the moan that escapes from between her lips nearly makes me come right then and there.

“So much better than my dreams,” she murmurs as she sits up and rocks herself over me.

My hands clutch her pajamas, frustrated that I can’t feel all of her. Instead of wasting time to properly remove the clothing, I reach for each of the seams on the side of her shorts and tear them apart. The sound reverberates through the quiet room, eliciting a grin from Olivia’s face as I toss the shredded cotton to the side.

She lifts her shirt and reveals her glorious tits for me. I reach up and squeeze them as she starts moving again. Allowing her to take the lead for the moment, she grinds over me without a care in the world. Her hands reach up and tangle with her long locks, taking from me whatever she needs.

I thrust upward, matching her intensity and giving just as much as she wants to take. Her heated skin trembles under my touch as her cries get louder, urging me on. Pinching both of her nipples, I savor the gasp that escapes her lips, tugging her forward until I can capture one of them in my mouth. I suck hard, relishing the way she screams my name.

After repeating the action with the other, I can’t stand allowing her to be on top any longer. I reverse our roles with a rumble in my chest.

Her legs entwine with mine as I pin her down, guiding her hands above her head. Keeping my eyes locked with hers, I surge forward, each thrust increasing in pressure. Her cheeks flush with crimson as her breathing becomes rapid and her back arches, pushing her closer to me, deepening my movements.

I pound into her, not stopping even as her moans of pleasure increase and her pussy tightens around my cock. I take everything she’s willing to give and then some, aware that I’m a selfish bastard who can’t change his nature.

Not now. Not when she needs me to be the cold-blooded killer that she met that night in the alleyway. Even if she doesn’t realize it or know the ruthless truths that I’ve tried to withhold from her.

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