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“Come on, Jade.” His voice is low, calculated. “You can’t think I’d let him get away with what he did to you. What he tried to do to your body. The violation he committed as your friend. You can’t think Vegas was the first time I’ve killed for you.”
My breath shudders in my chest and tears sting my eyes. I shake my head. “No. Gage, the coroner, it was a suicide.”
“They said what I wanted them to say. The cops found what I wanted them to find.” Onyx stalks toward me. I move back, needing space, trying to process. “You ki-killed him?”
“I did what I had to do to protect you,” he answers, his body still following mine. “I’ve been protecting you since I was forced to leave you the first time.”
My back hits the wall and my eyes fly up to his, searching for the truth, for a sliver of anything that is real. “Tell me. Please.”
He’s breathing harshly, his hands come up to brace on both sides of my head, caging my body in place. I feel vulnerable and realize Onyx admitted to killing. He’s now towering over me. I force my body to stay still, to absorb the emotions running off of him. “What do you want to hear? Hmm, Little Star?”
“The truth. Why did you leave me?”
Onyx chuckles, low and dark. His hands slide up my bare thighs and slip under the skirt of the sundress I’m wearing. “Remember the rumors that everyone knew when I first got to town. Rip was scared. He wanted peace. A fight with me would have ended up causing a war.”
His forehead rests on mine, while his hand spans the front of my taut stomach and traces patterns on the skin there. “Corey was obsessed with you as much as I was. Only, he wanted to own you like an object.”
“How is that different from how you see me?”
Onyx’s eyes close then open. They’re deep, black and haunting. “I want you to be mine. So I can give you everything. So I can give you your dreams and watch you soar while you reach your goals. That's what being mine is, Jade. I’ll protect you, watch out for you, and make sure your nightmares stay away. Back then someone started the war by telling my grandfather about you. I couldn’t let him know how much you mean to me because then you would have become a pawn for evil.”
His fingers trace the top of my underwear and I gasp a little against his lips that are hovering over mine. The sound makes him shudder and as his fingers shove down, he cups my pussy in his palm. The heat from his skin blends with mine and I feel feverish.
“So you left.”
“I left and went to meet with him. He asked about you and to prove to him that you weren’t important, to save you from his grasp, I pledged a year with him in the family business.” His fingers thrust inside me and my body pushes up the wall. “So really, Jade, it's been more than two people I’ve killed, beaten or maimed all for you. My hands are bloody, but you already knew that. You knew that and you came with me anyways.”
I moan out loud, the details of what he is telling me penetrate my brain, but my hips still roll toward him. I keep dancing on his fingers, chasing a climax I’m not sure I want. “Three years, Onyx.”
His lips brush over mine, then dip down to suck, pull, and scrape with his teeth. The coppery taste of blood lands on my tongue when his own slides teasingly against mine. “When I left you in your room, I knew I was going to kill him. I knew he betrayed you the first time by selling your name to my grandfather. Then I saw you and you were bruised, bleeding, and broken. He betrayed your trust, your friendship, your sense of security. His obsession started so long ago, he took away your mom and manipulated your life. I couldn’t leave for another few months and let him wander around free with you still there until graduation. So I made another deal. Three additional years. You would be left alone, forgotten, and my grandfather would negotiate with Rip to fend off any impending wars.”
My hands move sluggishly to his shoulders, fisting the material of his shirt. “You were protecting me.” He nods, his body pulling away from mine. “You made me hate you. I felt more broken when I thought you didn’t love me and that you left.”
His fingers thrust deep inside me and my head hits the wall, my neck tilts back and he grabs it with his free hand. “And how do you feel now, Little Star?”
Time and space stand still. Stars dance behind my eyes. All I can feel is the rhythmic beat of my heart and the pulse in my veins. He’s dangerous. He’s a murderer. My stupid heart doesn’t care.
“I love you.”
Onyx’s eyes darken, and his jaw clenches, his hand tightening around my throat. “You ran again.”
“I was scared. I listened to the song and I didn’t have all the answers. You wouldn’t tell me.” I shudder in his hold, all the truths spilling from my tongue.
He lets go of my neck, his hand ripping out from under my skirt. I cry out from the loss of his touch. I want to protest, but his lips slam down on mine. Angry, possessive and so much love as he takes my mouth with his, owning it. His fingers yank at the straps of my dress, the material slides down my legs along with my underwear. My hands are just as greedy for his skin. I help him yank his t-shirt over his head, my fingers running over his tattoos, the way I’ve been painted on his skin this entire time.
“Say it again.” He growls against my lips.
“I love you.”
His hands grab my hips and he’s lifting me, carrying me to the room again. This time, Onyx drops me to the bed. “Turn around. Show me what's mine, Little Star. Show me what I gave up my life for.”
His words echo in the room. My legs quiver and I can’t move fast enough to give him what he wants. He slips off his sweatpants and then he’s there, the tip of his cock lining up at my entrance. My hips tilt and soak the head. Onyx groans, his hands grip my hips so hard, he’ll leave bruises. “I am yours.” My words are strong when we make eye contact.
He slams into me, pushing as deep as he can get. My pussy clamps down on him and I hear him groan. His back is against mine, his hands twisting in my hair, forcing my head to the side to accept his kiss. My lips feel swollen. I push my hips back, testing him, and he slides deeper. I rock against his lap, while he owns my mouth. His hand moves down to my breasts and squeezes, his fingers digging sharply into my flesh. I cry out and his hips thrust wildly. My body jerks and bounces in his strong grip. I swivel my hips and he hits inside me perfectly. “Onyx.” I’m chanting his name, begging for release. His thrusts become faster, deeper, harder.
“Come for me,” he growls in my ear, “show me how much you love me and come all over my cock as a thank you for killing those spineless, gutless men. Tell me you forgive me for breaking your perfect heart. Be mine forever.”
His words set off a series of explosions behind my eyes, in my heart, sweeping fire into my belly and pushing me hard into my release. My voice is raw from crying out, my hands claw at the sheets. “I always was yours.”
