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He laughs. "Yeah. I created it, and Dr. Archer implanted it."
"That's amazing."
"It's why they haven't killed me like they wanted to. I'm the only one who can control the technology on the entire island and the mainland. If they kill me, they're all fucked."
"How?"
"It will bring them back to the Stone Ages with landline phones. They might as well start training birds to deliver messages. I hacked the grid and created a world in the cloud. Augmented reality and security systems."
"You're playing both sides."
"Yes. Two worlds and I'm the key to it all, but they think I'm on their side regarding technology, and I go to the mainland to remove the lower-level hackers from tampering with their system. It's what they think I do anyway. Kind of like a bounty hunter."
That’s why he gets away with going to the mainland. They just don't know exactly what he does there. He makes sure he covers his tracks.
"Why are you telling me all this?"
He sighs. "I don't know. So you can understand I'm not a monster. I'm the villain trying to kill the monster."
"Can I ask you to do something for me?"
"Depends."
"When we're alone, could you take off your mask?"
"Why?"
I tilt my head and murmur, "So I can see the way you look at me."
He turns to me, and I swear time stands still in anticipation. The stars and moon in the sky are the only light over his mask. I turn to face him on my knees, not caring about the sand.
My heart races when he’s lifted the mask off, and I watch the emotions cross his features. It’s like I’m looking at him for the first time. The dark beauty of him.
My eyes caress both the light and dark sides of his handsome face. His dark hair falls over one brow, and I fall under his spell.
“Lillith.”
“Killian.”
It feels like I can see his soul, and he can see mine. Our faces inch closer until we’re mere centimeters away, drawn to each other like a moth to a flame. He's the moth, and I'm the flame, drawn to each other, knowing we will both burn in each other's ashes until nothing but the embers is left.
His breath is now mine, and mine is now his, needing each other like we're starved of oxygen.
Our lips crash, and I drown in him. My fingers slide into his hair. His hands slide down my body, tearing at my clothes. I grip the opening of his shirt, hearing the tear and the buttons pop. His soft skin with his tattoos under my fingers when I slide my hands underneath, seeking the feel of his skin. He doesn't stop until I'm left in my panties and bra. My hand slides brazenly inside his pants, finding the soft velvety skin on the tip of his cock.
"Lillith," he hisses.
"Fuck me, Killian."
I see the shift of his prosthetic eye shining like a mirror against the light of the moon. He lifts me onto his lap so I straddle him, sinking my knees in the sand as he leans back to free his cock. The warm tip crowns my entrance over my panties.
The wind picks up, causing my hair to fly in the wind behind me. I slide my panties over and impale his cock, causing him to groan.
A whimper escapes my throat, and I begin to ride him hard, but he grips my hips, holding me in place. I pinch my brows, and then I gasp when he flips me over so that he is on top.
He slides into me slowly, keeping his hands under my ass so the sand doesn't rub against our skin, and says softly, "My wife."
My fingers trace the outline of his jaw, feeling the stubble on his chin. The perfect shape of his lips while he drives into me slowly.
