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She looked away, failing to stop the river pouring down her face no matter how hard she hastily wiped at her tears. “Yes.”
“And Jace, too?”
“Always.” She looked at me then, swallowing hard, her face still red and damp. “I had Jace before any of you ever came along. Nothing and nobody will change that.”
Unless he’s dead, but I didn’t bother saying that out loud.
I nodded to that, accepting her words because I truly believed she was telling the truth—well, at least about the part with Jace. The reality of it was that all feelings aside, I still didn’t fully trust her. Samara being the rightful heir to the Ravager throne didn’t mean shit to me. Her ties to Damien did. None of us had any real concept of how deep this bullshit ran. For all we knew, promises be damned, she was still toying with us and had all intentions of serving every single Ravager up to Damien on a silver platter.
I prayed I was wrong, because this was the one and only time I’d allow myself to say these next words out loud. If she betrayed us in the end, we’d have no choice but to kill her. Maybe if she knew how I felt too, how I truly felt, then it’d change things. Make everything easier for all of us down the road.
“I think I love you too, Samara…”
She blinked up at me, her lips parted, eyes flashing with something I couldn’t decipher.
“I’m not good with relationships… At committing. My perception of love isn’t like yours.”
My body began to shake as the haunting images flashed around in my head. I had to sit down and breathe in and out in order to keep myself in control.
Samara sat beside me and to my utmost surprise, reached for my hands. Somehow my fingers managed to entwine with hers and as I looked up at her, all my stress dissipated when she carefully leaned in and brushed her lips against mine.
I kissed her back, my dick already hard and practically weeping for her as she took the lead and slipped her tongue in my mouth like she was claiming me as her own.
“You infuriate me,” she murmured against my lips, summoning a soft chuckle out of me. “But if you want me, Isaac,trulywant me, then take me here and now. If you do… There will be nobody else, period. If I see you with another woman or find out you betrayed me, I’ll cut your dick off in your sleep and hang it as a trophy in my bedroom.”
I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I was so turned on by her words, I had her on her back and was on top of her in seconds.
When I kissed her, she didn’t deny me. She opened her mouth and let me ravish my tongue against hers until she was moaning in my mouth and grinding her body against mine.
“I was abused,” I whispered against her lips as I slipped my hands under her skirt. “Sexually abused.”
I pulled her skirt and her panties down her legs, watching her as she stared wide-eyed at me, stunned.
“I was raped. Repeatedly.”
I kissed down one of her inner thighs before moving on to the other. Her body violently shivered when I slid my tongue up her pussy in one strong, languid lick.
“I became addicted to the abuse. So much that I’d become a chronic masterbater at only seven—maybe eight years old.”
I plunged my tongue into her pussy then, her sudden cry like music to my ears, praising me to move further. I didn’t want her to say anything, not to feel sorry for me, nothing. I didn’t want any of that from her. All I wanted—no—needed was for her to take everything I was determined to give her and pray she’d understand.
“I-I-Isaac,” her voice trembled as she grasped my hair, bucking and rolling her hips against mouth. “Oh… my… God…”
“Fuck, you taste divine.”
I slurped up her folds once more and sucked her clit hard into my mouth, chuckling at her low, sad little whine when I stopped and pulled away long enough to stare up at her.
“Father sent me to therapy. It helped. Some. But the damage was already done. I’m not a good guy, Samara, but I want to be. I hate myself. I hate that I constantly think about sex twenty-four seven.”
I slipped two fingers inside her and hooked them, cutting her off as she made to speak. Her eyes beautifully rolled back as she slowly breathed in and out.
Fuck that was a gorgeous sight.
“You better not betray us, Samurai.” I worked my fingers harder, deeper inside her. She moaned louder as I began lapping at her clit, sucking it my mouth again and releasing, repeating the process. Her back perfectly arched and her hands violently gripped the armrest the faster and harder I ravaged her pussy.
“I-I’m gonna cum, Isaac,” she sang through a loud, trembling moan before she cursed at the top of her lungs.
And she did. She came so fucking hard my face was literally soaked in her juices.
