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Who she will always belong to.
“You can’t,” she whimpers. “This isn’t right.”
“What’s right is a matter of perspective and opinion.”
“I don’twantyou.”
My cock springs free, and it doesn’t matter what she claims she wants. It still makes me want to sink deep inside.
“Pull you panties to the side.”
She doesn’t. Haven just stares at me in fear and, I swear to God, lust.
I’m not searching for it, but she’s not losing her shit. Haven isn’t scratching my damn eyes out either for me not to fuck her.
And I’m not going to ask.
This woman was given to me by her piece of shit of a father, and I plan on reaping the rewards.
Or the headache.
There’s no love lost here and never will be. We’re always going to be enemies through and through. One day, she might try to kill me and vice versa.
Actually, I will.
The tip of my length finds her entrance, and she’s wet.
Soaked.
My body mindlessly begins sinking inside her, and Haven’s palm finally comes up to my chest.
“You don’t want me like this. We should just stay away from each other.”
My lips heave into a shitty little smirk. “I’ll let you know after I fuck you.”
And that’s when I’m trusting inside her, wrapping my arm around her waist to keep her from falling to her death because I haven’t finished yet.
Haven gasps and fists my shirt into her grasp, holding on to me herself in case I let her go.
She’s so fucking tight that I can’t recall the last time I’ve been in a woman that literally choked me like this. My balls clench, and my whole body buzzes in the excitement that I’m going to blow my load so hard that maybe it’ll take some of the stress away.
Stress from her being around and having to focus on her.
Stress from just killing Cillian Kincaid and being done with this whole thing.
And then shit will get back to normal.
Finally.
I’d like nothing more than be rid of the whole crew so that my family can grow and my brothers can lay down a family.
So my parents can rest in peace and enjoy their lives.
“Finn,” she breathes. “Please stop.”
“Stop what, little bird,” I respire. “I need you to be more specific.”
“This. You doing this.”
