Page 20 of Twisted Obsession


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“Celeste?” I murmured, dipping my head to kiss her a little slower.

Hovering my body above hers in the most painful plank in history became my secondary focus because all I wanted was to sink my cock into her sweet body and fuck us both to oblivion and back for the rest fo the fucking holidays.

‘We’re getting married?” she asked, almost dreamlike as she turned the band around her fingers.

Fuck. I’d seen that look on her face before, when I was throat fucking her with the dildo knife and pinning her to her bed with my hands. Her submissive side was checking her out and I needed her consent now more than ever.

I wasn’t a complete asshole, after all.

“Talk to me,” I ordered, my tone hard.

She blinked fast and was back with me.

Thank fuck.

Her hand cracked across my cheek, grazing my scar that she fingered afterward when I didn't move. I never would, no matter what she hurled at me. If she needed to hit me to regain control, so be it.

We’d done worse and probably always would. Questionable morals abounded, the sort that would terrify a regular person. But that wasn’t who we were.

“I’m marrying you,” she sighed, sinking back into the pillows and smiling up at me. “Okay.”

“Okay?” I double checked, fisting her hair and lifting her face to mine.Sweet Jesus, I need to taste her again. Every damn day.

“Okay. What do you want to do?”

“Fuck you until you can’t breathe,” I muttered, swiping a hand over my face.Fuck.I hadn’t fucked her up that bad. She still had free will. Mostly.

Her cute as hell giggle left me throbbing and I didn’t bother holding back any longer, sinking into her hot, sopping body already soaked with my cum to fill her again and again.

“I meant for a wedding,” she breathed.

“You can kill as many people as you like,” I said automatically.

She moaned as I sank deeper, her blunt nails digging into my shoulder blades. “I want to wear a white silk dress. Like the one I ruined. But I want you to ruin it,” she whispered.

I choked and nearly came on the spot while she dissolved into more of those delicious giggles around me. I’d fuck her until she screamed for that. Just, I needed to catch my breath first. Because this girl. My Wintergreen.

She was mine. Forever. On the best day of the year because...

I swore I’d never get sick of saying it.

Merry fucking Christmas to me.








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