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“Do I?” I ask, toying with him. His earlier threats were ones I know he’d love to carry out, but he never has.
“Always pushing the envelope. It’s as if you want me to sting you,” he groans, pulling his hips back and sliding home.
I wrap my arms around his neck, and my legs around his ass, arching into him.
“And what if I do? It’s not my fault. What if I want you to cut me up and use me like your little fuck toy?” I breathe as he fucks me deep and hard.
His mouth drops, his lips bruising mine in a punishing kiss I never want to end. I swallow a growl that reverberates through my entire body. When he lifts onto one elbow, wrapping his hand around my throat firmly, eyes wild with fire, I don’t have time to catch my breath from his kiss before I’m under his command.
“Is this what you need, little one? To straddle the edge?” His question makes me question my sanity. Is it what I need?
He slows his thrusts to a near punishing speed, drawing his cock to the tip and then pushing back in with a roll of his hips that has my body on fire.
I nod, answering his question before I think better of it.
He smirks. “Alright then.”
His hand tightens. “You’re my dark girl, aren’t you? You’ve always been drawn to the shadows, looking for something more. Needing more. You were waiting for me.”
I can’t answer him. My body is ablaze. My chest is burning with the need to breathe, but that’s not what I’m worried about. I’m worried about the building pressure in my stomach, the tingling traveling my nerve endings. The one that saysshatter for him.
“No need to answer, little one. I know you were waiting for me. I’ve known you were mine since I first saw you. Fate tried to bring us together once. Tried to get me to save you early in life, but I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t a man worthy of you yet.”
His words are beautiful, but I’m lost to his body, lost to the ache in my bones. The call of death beyond this room.
“You need to breathe, don’t you, little one? Yes, you need air,” he tells me, but he grips my throat tighter, whispering, “Come for me like good little girl, and I’ll let you live. Come or die.”
My mouth gapes as the edges of my vision blur right before my pussy breaks and grips him tighter. He hisses, giving into the feel of my orgasm latching onto him, clutching him like a vise. His hand instinctively loosens as he forgets the need to control me, give me what I need, and he chases his own end.
Air leaks back into my body, blood rushing from my head downward. The room spins as he pulls out of me, flips me over in one swift movement, and then buries back inside me demandingly.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. The way your pussy clenches when you come, it’s all I want to feel for the rest of my life, Carina,” he snarls through gritted teeth.
A moan rips from me, body racing for another cliff as he fucks me roughly, hitting a new depth I’ve never felt before with the new angle. His massive hands grip my hips, squeezing and giving me a pain to cling to. One to clear my post-orgasm fog out and allow me to focus on the way he’s giving me what I didn’t know I needed.
Even in his arduous, punishing strokes, he’s tender in his own way with me. He’s what I need. He’s what’s been lurking in the dark, waiting for me to be ready. He’s who gave me the revenge he promised.
“God, look how well you fucking take me. I’m going to fill this pretty pussy up, little one. And one of these days, I’m going to claim this hole as mine, too. Every fucking part of you is going to know my cum.”
His words register as his finger rims my ass hole.
I whimper as I feel another orgasm barreling towards the surface.
“Fuck, fuck,” he grits, gripping my hips painfully. It throws me over the edge, and I come. A string of curses fly off my tongue as I grip the pillows under my hands and ride the wave of my second orgasm. Gage breaks, pressing forward in one hard thrust, the warmth of his cum searing my insides and making me anew.
Because if I’m a phoenix, he’s the fire I rose from.
“I love you,” I moan as the last shudders simmer in my bones.
He grips my hair, yanking my head back. He looks down at me, cock still twitching in my pussy, cum leaking from our junction. “And I love you, little one.”
Something seals between us. I feel it in my chest. And I know that we’ve just turned a page. We left the haunting bullshit on the last page of the last chapter, and this new chapter is going to be epic.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR
Emery
Two Years Later
