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Chapter 18
Troy
The moment her hands met my chest, I saw it. That flash of heat. That flicker of surrender.
Her fingers twitched, and her lips parted just the slightest bit. That was all I fucking needed.
I crushed my mouth to hers, capturing that gasp as I backed her into the rock wall. When her head tilted back, I caught it gently, letting my knuckles take the hit against the jagged stone. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t give a damn.
All that mattered was the way she tasted, like heat and hunger and something forbidden.
My tongue plunged into her mouth, greedy and rough, claiming her the way I’d dreamed of a
thousand times too many.
And still, it wasn’t enough.
The moment I tasted her, the rage came flooding back. How the fuck could someone like her taste this good? How could she feel this pure, this soft-when everything about her should’ve repulsed
me?
I growled into her mouth, dragging my lips from hers with a snarl and staring down at her like she was the fucking moon. Wide eyes blinked up at me, wet and dazed, and I swear-I nearly lost it
right there.
“Turn around,” I bit out. My voice was dark, raw. “I want you pressed up against me.”
She obeyed without a word.
The moment she spun, I grabbed her hips and tugged her back until her ass was flush against my c**k. She gasped-sharp and needy-and my fingers slid up the soft skin of her belly, just beneath her shirt. Her body shivered like a live wire, grinding helplessly back into me.
I could smell her arousal now. Thick, sweet, ripe.
It hit me like a punch to the gut.
I clenched my jaw. Mine.
She was fucking mine. And I needed her. Needed to ruin her for anyone else.
“Spread your legs, Kiana,” I murmured, my mouth brushing her ear, breath hot. “Let me see how wet
you are for me. Let me see how much you ache for this c**k you keep pretending you don’t want.”
She whimpered, and fuck, that sound went straight to my balls. With a small moan, she widened
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“I hate you,” she whispered-weak, breathless, lying straight through her teeth. Her body told the truth. Pressed against me, grinding slow, trembling like she wanted to be used.
All she had to do was say no.
All she had to do was fucking push me away.
But instead, she squirmed like a needy little bitch in heat.
She had no idea what I could do to her. The kind of pleasure I could drag out of that tight little body. The way I could make her scream my name until her throat was raw-until she couldn’t even
think of anyone else.
“I hate you too,” I growled against her ear, lips brushing her skin. “Hate that I can’t get you out of my head. Hate that every fucking night, all I picture is that sharp little tongue of yours choking on my c**k while I bury my face between your thighs and make you come so hard you forget your fucking
name.”
Her breath hitched. “Goddess-”
“I haven’t fucked anyone else. Can’t. Every time I try, all I see is you riding me, using me, begging me to ruin you harder. And I need it, Kiana. Just once. Just once so I can stop dreaming of you when I cum all over my fucking hand.”
I slid my fingers straight into her slick heat, and fuck, she arched-so responsive, so needy.
My other hand wrapped tight around her throat, holding her still as I pressed my mouth against her
ear.
“I’ve fucked my fist raw to the thought of your p***y dripping down my chin, and tonight, I’m going
to find out exactly how sweet you taste.”
I brought my soaked fingers to my lips, sucking them clean with a groan that rumbled deep. “Fuck yes. You taste like sin, baby. And I’m going to lick every drop from this cunt until you can’t stand up.
“Please,” she rasped. “More-”
“You think you get to ask for anything?” My palm cupped her p***y, hot and swollen. I stroked her
slowly, torturously, teasing her clit with firm, lazy circles. “You’ll take what I give you. And tonight,
I’m giving you everything you’ve been too scared to admit you crave.”
Maybe it was only tonight.
Maybe after this, we’d never touch again.
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But if this was the only time-I was going to make her feel it for the rest of her fucking life.
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My grip on her throat tightened, grounding her to me, while my fingers circled her clit with ruthless precision. Her moans echoed off the cave walls-loud, wild, filthy-and I didn’t even try to hold my power back.
I wanted her to feel it.
To know she was safe in my arms.
Mine.
Even if I hated her for it.
“Come for me, Kiana,” I growled. “Let it out. Don’t hold back. Not tonight.”
I shoved another finger inside her, curling them deep and slow as my thumb kept pressing that spot that made her voice crack. She was fucking drenched-tight, trembling, perfect. I moved harder, faster, grinding into her like I needed to break her open.
And then she shattered.
She gasped, tried to twist away, but I held her locked in place, forcing her to ride out every wave of that climax while her p***y clenched down around my fingers like it never wanted to let go.
When it was over, I held her close, heart pounding. Realizing how desperately I wanted to hold her for just a little longer.
I wanted to whisper that she was mine, that I was hers. That I’d let her ruin me a thousand times if
it meant feeling her like this again.
But instead, I saw her drop to her knees, staring up at me, admitting that she’d helped her father.
What had her father done to turn her into that? Was she even the same woman?
“You can let go of my throat now,” she said quietly, seemingly knowing that the spell had somehow
broken. I was still rock hard, but I wasn’t about to do anything about it.
What the fuck had I been thinking?
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