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“Are you sure that’s what you want?” I found her warm opening and rubbed her clit. Fuck, my mouth watered, hungry for a taste of her. Taste? Hell no. I’d ravish her until I had my fill.

Ella gasped and stopped moving.

“Does that feel good? Would you like me to eat your sweet pussy? Fuck you with my tongue?”

She shuddered at my words. “How did you get in?”

“Who cares? I told you nothing can keep me from you. What do you want me to do to you?”

“Nothing. I hate you.” She tried to tug out of my grip.

“I’d hate you too, if I didn’t love you so much.” I drove my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance, but she had to know I’d win and get what I wanted.

“Stop.” She captured my tongue and bit down so fucking hard, tears pricked my eyes. She drove me wild, and my cock turned to steel.

“You don’t mean that.” My words came out distorted while she held onto my tongue. To distract her, I fondled her pussy more and felt her getting wetter. Soon she would give in to me.

Her teeth sliced into my tongue, and I tasted my blood.

“Fuck,” I growled, but dammit, her violent reaction was setting me on fire.

She released me. “I don’t want you.”

“Liar.” I scooted down her body and tucked my fingers into her waistband, then I remembered she had a way to stop everything. “What’s your safe word?”

Ella blinked rapidly. The room was dark, but I could see the whites of her confused eyes.

“You know what to say to make me stop.” I’d really hate her if she left me blue-balled, but I’d never force myself on her. I wasn’t a rapist, just a creepy psycho with a brain tumor that had made him forget the love of his life, and I would stop at nothing to get her back.

“Why are you here? Why are you doing this to me?”

“Because you’re mine, and I fucking want what I want.” I ripped her panties apart and spread her legs. It was then I noticed the writing above her hairline. My name was still there. “And this tattoo says it all.”

“I was an idiot for letting you talk me into it.”

“Maybe you were, but it’s there, and you’re mine.” I lowered my face and licked her pussy lips, groaning at how fucking tasty she was.

“It won’t be there long.” She lifted her pelvis in a silent request for more. I would’ve stopped if she’d struggled or said her safe word, but she hadn’t. “Vegas is going to have it removed.”

I stopped. “What the fuck did you say?”

“You heard me. Vegas is getting your name removed. I don’t belong to you anymore.” She wiggled her hands, and something glinted in the darkness.

I lunged toward her face for a closer look at her hand. When I saw the ring on her finger, my heart crashed against my ribs, and an image of Ella running for her life as I chased her flashed in my head.

“What the fuck did you do?” I released her hands and grabbed her throat.

“I said yes.” The bitch was ballsy. I’d give her that. “I’m engaged to Vegas.”

“Over my dead body!” I choked her, ignoring her nails digging into my hands. “I will kill you before I let you marry him.”

Ella fought back, hitting and scratching. If I had wanted to kill her, her neck would’ve been snapped seconds ago. I was only putting enough pressure on her airways to scare the fuck out of her. It seemed to be working.

“Please, Rocky. My son needs me.” She gasped and gagged.

“He’s my son. I’ll care for him when you’re gone.”

“No, he isn’t.”

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