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She shakes her head, a small smile spreading across her lips. “It’s scary how I’m growing more accustomed to death the longer I’m around you. You’re dangerous, Viktor.”
“Does that bother you?”
“It did. Now … I think I’m changing. You’re changing me.”
“Good.” She turns to me with a frown, and I explain, “That means you’re more prepared to stand by my side when I take over this city. Youdowant to be with me?”
“You gave me no choice.”
“And that’s not an answer.”
She huffs, resting her head on the window. “I should hate you,” she whispers. “Why don’t I hate you?”
“Because I’m the person you’ve been waiting for. The one who could open your eyes to a whole new world. You weren’t satisfied with your home life. I’m the one person who can give you the life you’ve always wanted, and you know it.”
“Stop the car.”
I pull over, and Gemma wrenches the door open and stumbles out. I follow her. We’re still on a quiet back road, with no one else around. She falls to her knees, breathing heavily.
Seeing her like this sends a stab of fear to my heart. I rush to her side. “Gemma?”
She grabs my shirt and pulls me down beside her, kissing me hard as I drop. I make a noise in the back of my throat. I … didn’t expect this, honestly. I still kiss her back, though.
Gemma grabs at me frantically, tugging my shirt and gripping my hair. I scoop her up and place her on the hood of the car. The engine is still running. I can feel it under my palms. Gemma opens her legs, letting me rest between them as she claws at me. She moans when I cup her breasts, her silky shirt cool on my hands.
“Viktor, I need you,” she says into my ear. If that isn’t an invitation …
A better man would ask her if she’s all right, if she’s really in the mindset to do this.
But I’m not a better man.
I tug her jeans and panties down before diving my fingers into her pussy. Gemma cries out, clutching my shoulders. Her cry echoes in the night air. A bird caws in the distance.
She scrambles to undo my pants, pulling my cock out. I kiss her like I might die without this as I line my cock up to her entrance. She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me in.
We moan together as I slide into her. Then, we begin to fuck on top of my stolen sports car. I grip her thighs as I thrust into her. Gemma gives me a lust-filled look, spurring me on.
“Viktor,” she growls, pulling my head roughly toward her. Our kiss is frenzied and feverish. My hands slap onto the hood of the car as I fuck her with everything I have. Bloodlust does this to me. Killing someone has always been great foreplay.
She leans back onto her elbows as our bodies move together. Gemma looks phenomenal when she’s in the throes of pleasure. Like a goddess. I’m a mere mortal in her presence. She’s the only one who has ever made me feel this way. To most people, I’m the feared god they run screaming away from. Not Gemma, though. No, she accepts me, even if she’d never admit it.
When I thrust back into her, Gemma lets out a long moan as she comes. Her body trembles around mine, her inner walls clenching my cock. The sensation makes me come right after.
“Gemma!” I groan.
She slumps onto the hood as I lean over her, resting on my elbows.
“Some date, huh?” I ask after we catch our breath.
She shoots me a look. “I didn’t expect this.”
“But it definitely wasn’t boring.”
“No. It definitely wasn’t.”
I run my finger down her face, making her smile slightly. “How are you really feeling?” The cool air runs over my back, making me shiver.
“Do you really care?”
