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I’m wet enough to feel the trickle of my arousal down my thighs and hungry enough to roll my hips against him when he thrusts into me. I feel Luca’s mouth on my throat and his teeth in my skin, the fullness of his cock inside me. Even the night air seems to be full of him, the metallic, frosty smell of him, the burning heat of his skin against mine.
“How many dicks have you tried to replace mine with?” Luca snarls in my ear when he slides his cock out of me to turn me around. He pushes me roughly over the stone ledge of the rooftop so that my ass faces him and my body faces the loud, glittering roar of the New York skyline, blazing lights and gleaming glass and slashing wind.
“As many as I could,” I snarl back, fingers gripping the ledge beneath my chest.
“And not one of them could make you feel likethis.”
Luca thrusts into me from behind, slamming home. My entire body shudders from the shock of it, and I squirm my hips for some room, for some space, some relief from the pressure. But Luca’s grip on my hips is steel, keeping my hips absolutely still as he fucks into me with all the fury and resentment he’s been saving just for this.
Plastering his body on top of mine over the ledge, Luca growls in my ear, “Tell me how much you enjoyed those other men, Lynch.”
“And women,” I gasp back, but now my voice is a whimper, my breath stolen by the wind, by the force of his dick slamming intome, by his teeth sinking into the skin of my shoulder, sucking like a fuckingvampire.
“Wherever you go, whatever you do,” Luca says, low and solemn, like a fucking curse, “whoever you fuck, Lynch. You’remine,you will always be mine. Contract or no contract.”
“Then end it,” I tell him, and my voice comes out a whine because Luca is coming, desperate thrusts ramming me against the ledge, mouth locked on my skin to stifle his cries of pleasure. I feel the wet heat of his cum inside me, the desperate pulse of his heart against my back. My entire body trembles underneath his as his hips grow still, and his head rests against my shoulder. He speaks softly into my ear, so softly the wind almost eats away his words.
“I can’t bring myself to do it.” There’s terrible emotion in his voice, not the anger and resentment of earlier, but something hopeless and broken. “It’s the last thing that ties you to me. If I cut it away, what do I have left?”
“All the world,” I answer, “and everything in it.”
“You’rethe only thing worth having. You’re the only thing I want.”
I scoff weakly. “You’ve only ever wanted what you can’t have. It’s what happens when you give little boys everything they ask for.”
He rubs his lips against the sore spots on my neck and shoulder where he’s bitten me. The touch of his lips is wet and soft. He whispers his question like a secret.
“Why did you leave?”
I close my eyes against the lights of the city, against the silver-blue starlight. I close my eyes against the despair in Luca’s voice.
“Because I was angry. Do you know how long I’ve had my list? How hard I worked? I didn’t even know what I was supposed to want now I could no longer want revenge.”
“Start a new list, then.” He finally detaches himself from me, and I hear him zip himself up before he takes my arm to gently pull me upright to face him. He pulls my panties back on, fixes my dress, tucks strands of my hair behind my ears. His touch is almost tender, his voice is a plea. “Start a new list, Lynch, and put my name on it. Spend the rest of your life punishing me. For every time you do, I’ll give you something new to avenge. I’ll set Cerberus on you again if I have to. I’ll throw away everything you bake, I’ll tear up every last one of your comic books. I’ll make your life a living hell, Lynch, if only you stay close to punish me for it.”
I laugh, low and soft in my throat. “You really are a sick fuck.”
“Then let me beyoursick fuck.” He presses his mouth to my forehead, not a kiss, just a touch of flesh on flesh. “I’ll be your nemesis and your protector, your hunter and your guardian, your rival and your ally. Don’t you deserve to have it all? Don’t you want a fair fight, a true match? You could find a man to worship at your feet—you could getanyman to worship at your feet. Any woman. You’re a fucking god, Lynch, anyone who looks at you can tell. If love was all it took to satisfy you, you’d alreadybesatisfied.”
“What makes you think I’m not?”
His hands slide up my neck, tilt my head back. He presses one thumb against my pulse point, feeling the flutter of it. He caresses the raw bite marks throbbing across my skin.
“Because I’veseenyou satisfied, Lynch. You greedy, needy goddam creature. I’ve seen you well-fed and satiated, and the moment I saw you tonight I knew you werestarving.” He presses his mouth to mine—another non-kiss. “I’m starving too, Lynch. I’ve been starving ever since you left, and I can’t eat. I can barely sleep. How much longer must you punish me with this exile?”
“I’m never coming back to London.” The reality of it only sets in as I say it.
London was like living in a graveyard and finally leaving, I could never go back to all the death and greyness of it. The rot and corruption of it.
Luca’s lips move slowly against my cheek. He speaks against my ear. “Then I’ll move to New York.”
“I don’t think I’ve forgiven you yet.”
“Then make meearnyour forgiveness.”
He pulls my body into his. I fall against his chest, his heart a magnet to mine. He rests his chin on my head, and I let my face rest against his neck, feeling his pulse against my cheek, matching the pulse of my fast-beating heart and the throbbing between my legs.
“I don’t want to need you,” I whisper.
