AVERY
“Now look, Harbin. You’re trespassing on my property, and–”
I walk right up to him, grip his head, and snap his neck. The look of shock in his eyes is priceless, and when he falls at my feet, I kick him for good measure. “No one touches my Goldie,” I snarl. I wish I could visit more violence on this piece of garbage, but my fury got the better of me, and I ended him quickly. Too quickly. I sigh. God, I’ve missed my job.
When I turn back to Marigold, she stares up at me, eyes wide, face pale. The red mark on her cheek seems even brighter now, which leads me to turn and kick the dead bastard once more before striding to her.
“Let’s go.”
“B-b-but…” She points at the dead man. “You killed him.” Her voice rises in volume and pitch. “He’s dead!”
“He hit you.” I take her elbow and lead her away. “Now let’s get back home.”
She digs in her heels. “You can’t just kill someone because they hit me!”
“Of course I can.” I turn her to face me. “If you think I’ll ever allow someone to hurt you, you’re wrong. I protect what’s mine.”
“I’m not yours!” She kicks her chin up.
“I’m afraid that’s not up to you. Not anymore.” I’m speaking too roughly, my heart thumping a harsh beat–my blood’s up because I killed a man. I enjoyed it. Now I want to enjoy the innocent little thief who stumbled into my clutches. “Like I told you, I know quality when I see it.” I grab a handful of her hair and kiss her hard.
She smacks my chest and tries to push me away. I hold her tighter and swipe my tongue across her lips. She gives one more protest, then melts into me.
Her mouth opens, and I delve inside. Her tongue moves against mine hesitantly. I grip her hair harder, and she grabs on to me, her tongue engaging with mine as she moans and presses her against me.
This is what I want–her open and needy. I have half a mind to throw her down on this driveway and fuck her good and hard so she knows never to run from me again. But I won’t give the stupid motherfucker on the ground the pleasure of watching us, even if he is dead.
I reach down and cup her sex, feeling how hot and wet she is through her pants. I groan. Unable to stop myself, I slide my fingers under the waistband of her pants, into her panties, and right to her throbbing clit.
She bucks against me, her hips moving. I stroke her, swirling and rubbing her clit until she’s balanced on my hand, riding me as I kiss and bite her lips, then suck her tongue. Her legs shake, her hips moving more erratically.
A gasp catches in her throat, and I pull away and stare into her eyes as she comes.
“Look at me, little thief. I own this. All of it.” I stroke her slick cunt, drawing a loud moan from her as she shudders in my grasp. “Mine.”
“Avery.” Her voice is breathy as she coos my name. It sounds so fucking good on her lips.
“Again.” I bit the spot beneath her ear and then suck on it.
“Avery!” She clutches my shoulders, her body trembling.
When I slide two fingers inside her, she arches. “So goddamn tight, little thief. I’m going to have to work my cock into you bit by bit. Slowly. Coated in your juices so I slide so deep you feel like you might split in two.”
“Avery.” She gasps.
When her pussy eases its grip, the waves of her orgasm subsiding, I pull my fingers out and lick them clean, her taste an explosion on my tongue. I want more. I want all.
She watches me, her swollen lips parted as I savor her taste.
“I needed that.” I smirk at her. “And so did you.” I straighten her pants as she gawks at me, then pull her to her car.
Heirloom sits on the front seat and pretends he saw absolutely nothing. Good.
She climbs into the driver’s seat, her dazed face so fucking cute. “What–”
“You’re going to follow me home. Don’t try anything, little thief. I’ve got your scent now–your taste. I’ll find you anywhere.”
Shaking her head, she reaches for the ignition. “That’s not a thing. We aren’t animals.”