“He said I’m so special to you that it’s scary to imagine how you’d be without me.”
“I don’t have to, because there won’t be me without you, little rabbit.”
My heart does that wild flip again, the one where I feel it’ll break the skin from the spur of emotions.
Before I can form a reply, he continues, “And aren’t you getting comfortable talking about me behind my back?”
“You do that with Bran all the time. Also, I don’t really have to ask with Anni. She’ll provide any information and then some if you just give her a topic. She told me you’re brutal.”
“Annika should worry about herself, because she’ll see what brutal is once Jeremy finds out about her little crush.”
“Heeey! Don’t tell him. Besides, it’s not like Creigh is interested in her. Though I’m not sure about that anymore. They’ve been acting weird lately, likesuuuperweird.”
A dark look passes his now open eyes. “Stay out of it.”
“What? Why?”
“Just stay out of their business. Believe me, it’s bloody.”
I narrow my eyes, somehow feeling like he’s withholding information from me.
Then again, he’s close with Jeremy, so of course he’d be on his side, not Anni’s. But why do I feel like there’s more to the story?
He closes his eyes again. “Now, sleep.”
“But I don’t want to sleep.”
“Sleep or I fuck you. And it’s not going to be a gentle fuck. I will make you scream, then muffle your voice so no one hears.”
I gulp, but it’s not out of dread. My core clenches and pleasure pools between my thighs.
Deep inside this man lurks a cold-blooded monster that’s often luring him to the edge. He says I keep him from taking the fall.
Before me, he used to be an aimless monster.
Now, he’s my monster.
And that first unconventional encounter was how I was supposed to meet him.
I was too lethargic, too out of it to even consider anyone. I hated life and myself, and that event brought back my senses in a painful outburst.
My shrink would say I’m finding excuses. I say, I found myself through this devil.
Not all girls like the hero. I was fated to fall in love with the villain.
Because I know, I just know that he’ll put me ahead of everyone. Himself included.
So I grab his face and slam my lips to his. I’m not usually this forthcoming about sex or affection, mostly because I love when he takes what he wants.
It’s how we function.
But right now, I want to kiss him, to show him that even if I fight, I’ve never for once not wanted him.
I always have.
Always.
He grunts as he bites my lower lip in his mouth and then flips us over, a hand around my throat.