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He scoffs. “No, you’re not. And you don’t even know me.”

“So, tell me. Show me. Make me understand, Gage.” I’m exasperated, and I know he can hear it in my voice.

He moves so fast I almost can’t fathom what’s happening. One moment I’m on my side, facing him, and the next, I’m on my back, pinned to the bed by my throat.

When I arch into his hold, his darkness feeding mine, he leans down and snarls. Full-on animal snarl.

And for some fucking reason, I don’t balk.

I don’t know who I am with him, but I feel reborn. Like the Carina before her stalker was only waiting for him to arrive. To awaken her.

“You want to see me?” he asks.

I can’t speak. Not because he’s choking me, but because I’m too excited for what’s to come.

I nod.

“You want to know me?”

Another nod.

“Mmm,” he groans, rolling his neck, “allow me to introduce myself then, little one.”

He straddles me still as he leans back, releasing my throat. The telltale flicking sound of his blade sends fear rippling through me.

He stands, and I don’t dare to move.

“Push the covers down and remove your panties,” he orders.

My pulse is pounding as I heed his demands.

He’s stepped back into the shadows, where he’s comfortable.

I remove my panties, deciding to go ahead and remove my dress, too. I drop them both to the ground next to the bed.

There’s a long beat of silence. I imagine he’s taking me in, watching me from wherever he is in the room. I have to admit, he’s good at hiding. Even though I can feel him lurking, I can’t see him. No matter how hard I try.

“I didn’t tell you to remove the dress, but I’ll let it slide this once. For the enthusiasm you’ve shown me.”

I swallow.Oh, fuck.

He’s not made a move, and yet, my core is wet, dripping for him. My body is alive. My nipples are hard, the air from the ceiling fan curling down over every inch of exposed skin as the idea of him and what he’s going to do drives me crazy.

A laugh unfurls through the room. “I wonder how long it would take for you to go mad just lying there. Waiting.”

“Gage, please,” I whimper, rubbing my thighs together.

“I did say I would introduce myself, didn’t I? I can’t help but take advantage of the view, can I? After all, it is beautiful.”

The window casts an eerie shimmer of moonlight across my body lying on the bed, and he’s taking his time basking in it.

When something pinches my stomach, I finally see his outline come from the dark.

I squeal, and he breathes out.

The tip of his blade moves over my stomach, inches away from vital organs. With just one thrust, he could kill me. My life is in his hands. And fear races through me at the thought.

What are you doing?

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