Page 118 of Contempt


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“That’s why the first hint of that noble bullshit put you off. You don’t want everyone’s hero; you want a man who only cares if he’s yours. And you don’t want a man coming after you if he can be stopped.” He kisses the shell of my ear and sucks the air out of my lungs. “Only one way to see if he can be stopped, isn’t there?”

My heart hammers in my chest as I feel Landon lining himself up at my entrance like a battering ram outside a castle keep.

“Landon, this is not some kind of test to see if you can be stopped.”

“Sure, it’s not.”

“It isn’t,” I insist, my words ending on a gasp as he nudges his cock closer. “Please… think about what you’re doing here. There’s no going back from this.”

“I’m not interested in going back.” As if to give weight to his words, he pushes himself forward just a tiny bit.

“Landon…”

“If you really want me to stop, you can try begging,” he murmurs, his words a taunt as he kisses the side of my neck.

“I’m not going to beg you for anything,” I say softly.

“No,” he murmurs. “It was asking you to beg that got the cops called on me last time, wasn’t it?”

It’s sick that he sounds amused more than anything over my literally getting him arrested.

“I get it. You have a lot of pride.”

It’s hard to feel very proud right now as the asshole who has made it his mission to torment me for the last six years pins me to my bed with his cock forcibly prodding my entrance.

“You came to me once, and I rejected you. You were never going to come to me again. I could have waited six more years. Twelve. The rest of our lives. This is the only way it was going to happen. I had to hunt you down,claim you. Make my intentions clear.” In a gesture that feels oddly tender despite his current position of dominance and control over my body, he gathers my hair and moves it off to one side so he can kiss my shoulder. “In case I’ve left any doubts, I consider you mine, Parker. And there’s nothing you can do to change that.”

He slides his cock deeper into my pussy and I gasp, pulling at my wrists to try to free them. “Wait.”

“No,” he murmurs. “I’ve waited long enough.”

“Landon.” Slightly panicked, I buck my body since I can’t pull my wrists free. “I’m warning you right now.”

“Yeah? What are you going to do to me, bookworm?”

My skin heats with anger at his amused tone. “I’m serious, Landon. I’m not one of your playthings. If you do this and then you fuck someone else afterward, you will kill every bit of softness I’ve ever felt for you. I will carve out your fucking heart—and then I’ll let someone fuck me in front of your corpse.”

I feel his warm chuckle against my skin. He slides a hand around my throat, his other hand still firmly gripping my wrists. “Baby, a move like that would bring me back from the dead. If youeverlet anyone else touch you, I’ll carvetheirheart out. I’ll use their blood as lube when I fuck every hole you have to remind you who you belong to.”

This is too depraved.

Why do I kind of like it?

That’sa scarier thought than anything.

My heart thuds. “Are you still seeing Brittany?”

“Who?”

He has me pinned down pretty good, but I try to look back at him so he can see my unimpressed side eye.

He smirks at me. “She’s irrelevant. Worry about yourself.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“I’m tired of talking.” I feel him draw his hips back, stopping before his cock leaves my body. “This may hurt a bit. Try to relax.”

I grab the top edge of my pillow and squeeze my eyes shut. “You better be sure.”

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