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“How long?”
“How long what?”
“Do you want me to be your dirty little secret?”
He moves to get off the bed, but I throw my leg over him and pull myself on top of him. “Hey, don't you ruin this for me. This is the first time I’ve felt anything but broken in over a year. You don't get to feel hurt because I need this to be just me and you for a while. I’ve got too much to lose, Priest. I lost Steel, I lost everyone, and now I’m back; I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, for you all to realise you were better off without me and abandon me again.”
“I never abandoned you, Ray. I was here, and I believed in you.”
“Do you believe in me now?”
“Of course.”
“Then just give me some time, okay? I need to sort out my feelings. I need to see where this goes, but most of all, I don't want any outside pressure. If this fails, it will be because it wasn't meant to be, not because someone else had an opinion. That patience you said you had… I need you to extend it right now, okay?”
“Okay, I'm sorry.”
“I'm gonna have to go soon. Dane’s expecting me back.”
“Yeah, sure.”
He goes to slide off the bed. “Where are you going?”
“You said you had to go.”
“Soon, I said soon, now fuck me real good before I have to go home. I want to feel you everywhere when I'm on my own tonight.”
He grins down at me. “Now, can you be a good girl and open those pretty little thighs for me?”
As I do, he slides my arms above my head and slides to the side of me, holding the knife. He slides the handle over my pulsing clit and rubs it. As I gasp, he slips it down and slowly slides the handle inside me, and I buck against it.
“Fuck, Priest.”
He grins. “Lift your leg up.”
And I do. He slides the handle in and out before pushing between my cheeks and forcing the handle straight into my arsehole. I grunt, and he lets the knife go. “Keep those legs open.” He grins as he rubs around my clit, pushing two fingers inside me and rubbing my clit with his thumb.
“Priest, fuck. Shit.”
“I think I like you at my mercy, Ray.” He smiles, and then he drags an orgasm out of me as my arse clamps down on his knife. I’m dying to buck against him, but keeping still is torture. He slides the knife in and out a few times before tossing it, clattering to the floor, before he slides straight in between my cheeks, thrusting into my arse and making me gasp out. He flicks the other hand over my clit, thrusting his fingers inside me. Pushing down over my clit harder with his thumb.
“I thought you couldn't come without the blood, the knife?” I gasp as he continues his assault on my arse. Burying himself as far as physically possible as he forces me further up the bed with every thrust.
“I can at a push but I haven’t wanted to before, and I still love it, want it, crave it, but now it seems like it wasn't the blood I love, I crave I need,” he grunts out as he stills inside me, continuing to push me over the edge, coming hard around him, as he comes deep inside me, he groans, “I think I just need you.” And in that moment, I know I need him too.
Epilogue
4 years later…
My phone goes off, and as I pull it to my ear, it’s Ares. “Ray, 911. Emergency in the bar. I need my Enforcer.”
He's gasping and sounds out of breath. I can hear Hades barking in the background. “Ares!” But the line goes dead. I take off running and shove into the bar.
“Fuck’s sake! Seriously?”
“Reaper?” he gasps. “Help me!”
I look up, and Dad sits at the bar, facing the carnage, grinning from ear to ear. Hades sitting beside him barking at the situation playing out in front of them
