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“This is rape,” she croaked through trembling lips.
I shrugged. “Does it look like I give a fuck, little blondie?” I shoved her dress up. She turned her head to the side, clamping her lips together and squeezing her eyes shut. I gripped her chin and forced her head back around. Her eyes snapped open. “I’m not fucking you—not tonight.” Though God knew I fucking wanted to. She breathed a shaky sigh of relief. “So you can breathe a little easier.” A tear ran down her cheek, disappearing into her hair. I slid my free hand between her thighs, watching as her pupils dilated the slightest bit. She tightened her lips, refusing to let a sound escape. “I just want to taste you, show you how good it feels when a man knows how to use his tongue.” I rubbed her clit, and was rewarded when she choked back a whimper.
“And you think you do?” she angrily bit out despite her fear, as if she thought maybe if she taunted me enough, I’d leave her alone.
But she couldn’t have been more wrong. Taunting me just made me want to prove her wrong.
I chuckled darkly. “Oh, little blondie, Iknow,” I promised her. I gripped her panties and slid them down her legs before shoving her thighs apart, hooking my arms around them to anchor her in place, completely at my will.
“Amadeus, no—” A moan ripped from her lips, cutting her words off when I slid the flat of my tongue between her folds before rapidly flicking her clit. I watched from beneath my lashes as her sweet lips opened on a silent O, her mind already lost in the haze of what I was doing to her.
Oh, what I was doing was wrong. This was definitely still rape and sexual assault. But I promised her I’d break her. Not my fault she thought I was the lesser evil to contend with.
She whimpered and moaned, panting as I tongue-fucked her, not even bothering to use my hands. She was greedy, her pussy weeping all over my face. And I fucking gave her all I could. The best way to break her would be to make her cum all over my face when she hated me and what I was doing to her.
“A-Amadeus—” she stuttered, her words strangled. “No. I don’t want—”
I sucked her clit into my mouth, gently biting down on it, and she screamed, her back bowing off the rug as she came all over my face. I speared my tongue back into her slit, groaning when her walls clutched at me all while I drank every bit of what she was willing to give me.
Or, well, what I’d taken, really.
I moved back when I was done and licked my lips, watching as she slowly came back to Earth, her sleepy eyes slowly moving through the room, catching all the spiders, their webs, and the cobwebs littered all over the old shack.
Silently, she let tears slide down her cheeks. I stood to my feet and moved toward her, rolling her to her side to untie her wrists. Sniffling, she quickly got redressed, her hands shaking.
I crouched in front of her when she was done and hooked my finger beneath her chin. She silently met my gaze, something there missing that had been there earlier tonight.
Her fight. Her fight was gone, and now that it was…
I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
I brushed the pad of my thumb over her bottom lip. “Told you I’d break you,” I whispered. I cocked my head just slightly to the side. “And I’m not near done with you yet.” That much was at least the truth. The taste of her lingered on my tongue, and I smelled her every time I inhaled.
I was fucking addicted.
She didn’t say anything. I hummed and stood up, glancing at my watch. “Let’s go,” I ordered. “I need to get you back home before your curfew.”
Slowly, she stood to her feet, her legs shaking. She swiped at her cheeks, flinching when she hit the bruise. I growled and grabbed her chin, turning her head to look at it.
Fuck. He’d hit her hard as hell, like he was hitting another grown-ass man. Her cheek was swollen, the skin dark. I cupped the side of her neck gently, unsure if she had bruises there, too, though I had no doubt about it. I raised my eyes, catching hers. “If he touches you again, call me,” I ordered.
She frowned, confused. “What do you care, Amadeus?”
I grabbed her other hand and touched the diamond on her ring. “This ring means you’re mine, and I won’t tolerateanyonetouching you without my consent, you hear me? So if he hurts you again, fucking call me.”
“I don’t have a phone,” she mumbled.
I gritted my teeth before turning on my heel, clasping her wrist in my hand. Without another word, I led her out to my car. I didn’t like how secluded he had her. Even my brother had a fucking phone, and my father was the biggest goddamn asshole I knew.
Her father was a shady mother fucker. And if he touched her again, I’d hold true to my word.
I’d destroy his place in this entire community. Word would spread to other places, and he would be banished.
One way or another, he’d learn to keep his hands off of Lillian.
He didn’t want to play my fucking game.
ChapterTwelve
