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“I’m going deeper now, little Raven. I’m going to fill your arse up with my cock, and you’re going to feel every inch of me.”

I let out a whimper, but my body had taken over now, wanting more, needing more.

He pushed slowly inside me, and he was right, I could feel every inch. I took all of him, until his hips jammed up against the globes of my bottom. He wrapped his other arm around me, pinning me to him, my back to his chest. He bent his head and kissed my neck, my shoulder. Nipping the sensitive skin with his teeth.

“Oh, Leo. Oh God, I can’t...” I thought I was going to lose my mind. Who’d have thought something so wrong could be so mind-blowing.

“Yes, you can. You already are.”

He moved inside me, slowly at first, pulling out until he was almost at the head, and then he shunted back in, shoving me up against the shower tiles. The water pounded down around us, but our bodies were out of it enough that it didn’t wash away any of the lubrication. My lungs filled with steamy air. I couldn’t tell if the dampness of my skin was from water or sweat. It was as though he’d taken me back to some primeval version of myself, where I no longer thought or planned, where I no longer had fears for the future or even my life. We were just two animals with only one goal—reaching climax.

He was rough with me now, slamming into me, harder and harder.

He gathered my hair into a ponytail in one hand and yanked my head back, forced my chin to lift. Pain spiked through my scalp, and it should have felt bad, but it didn’t. He covered my mouth with his, thrusting his tongue roughly between my lips.

My cries weren’t even words now, just guttural gasps and moans. Leo’s face was contorted into a snarl, as though fucking me made him furious.

He held his mouth to mine as his body pinned me to the wall, and I felt him shudder, his cock twitching and jerking inside me. The sensation tipped me over the edge, and I squeezed my eyes shut, my toes curling. My thigh and calf muscles would feel this the next day, but I highly doubted if I’d care. I thought my bigger concern would be whether I’d be able to sit down.

Leo softened inside me, and we both fell slack.

“Hold still.”

He pulled from my body, and a gush of hot fluid slid from me. It embarrassed me, but Leo didn’t seem to care. My head was spinning, my body no longer feeling as though it belonged to me.

What are you doing?I wanted to ask him.Are you still going to kill me, even when you can’t seem to get enough of me?

And if he wasn’t going to kill me, what was he going to do with me?

Unaware of my inner turmoil, Leo washed himself down.

“I have to work today.”

I knew what ‘work’ meant for men like him. He wasn’t going to sit in an office somewhere and push paper around. He’d be doing something dangerous, illegal, and would most likely be armed.

“Okay.”

“I can’t leave you here by yourself. You know that, don’t you?”

“You want me to come with you?”

He bit his lower lip, and I was stuck afresh by how gorgeous he was, his skin wet, his hair damp. “I haven’t decided yet. Get dressed and we’ll discuss it.”

At least he was willing for us to talk about it, even though it felt like he’d slipped back into business mode.

“Umm, I don’t know what to wear.” All I had was the outfit he’d bought me, and that was dirty now.

“I have Jodie’s old clothes in the wardrobe. She was...curvier than you, but you should find something.”

Curvier. She had bigger tits, he meant, and a bigger arse, too. I was conscious of how straight up and down I was—breasts that were barely more than a handful, boyish hips. Shit, I couldn’t be jealous of a dead girl. That was so fucked up, but then the whole situation was fucked.




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