I sweep her hair over her shoulder and drag the tip of my tongue up the side of her neck. “I’m done, stray. Done playing this game with you. It’s time I make you realize that no matter what, you’re mine.”
“And how do you plan on doing that?” she murmurs, and I brush my lips up the shell of her ear.
“By using this body of yours until you can’t walk,” I tell her. “By leaving bruises on your skin, teeth marks on your flesh, and fuck that sweet little cunt of yours until there’s no question who your body belongs to.”
“I hate you,” she spits out.
“Then I’m afraid you’re going to hate me even more after what I’m about to do.”
ChapterSeven
LEANDRA
I’ve never known pain like this. My heart pounds with shards of glass burrowed deep within, his touch a reminder of how deep it cuts. But the flames—it’s scalding, incinerating the last ounce of defiance I have. The agony is relentless, each breath unbearable while I feel him along my every curve.
I can’t escape it. I can’t run from him. He has me trapped, and I don’t have the strength to fight him. I don’t want to fight him. I want to surrender, give in, and forget that I have a heart that’s been bleeding for days.
If I had one wish, just one, it would be to have the strength to forgive him, because the thought of not being able to is killing me slowly, sucking the life out of me like a parasite.
I lick my lips, my palms flush against the cold wall, my heart beating wildly making it impossible to take a breath. “We’ve done a lot of shit, Alexius. But would you go so far and take me against my will?”
He lets out a low snicker, his breath skidding along my ear. “Don’t fool yourself, stray. I can fuck you now, I can fuck you tomorrow, I can fuck you every goddamn day for the rest of your life, and it will never be against your will. You know why?” He reaches around my shoulder, taking my throat between his fingers, applying pressure. “Because you want it just as much as I do. No matter how hurt you think you are, your cunt constantly aches for me. And I don’t need to slip my hand between your legs to know you’re wet. I can fucking smell it, and it’s driving me insane.”
I whimper, my eyes rolling closed. “You’re an asshole.”
“Is that all I am?”
“You’re an arrogant prick too.”
“What else?” he rasps, grinding his hard cock against my ass, burying his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling deep, moaning like my scent is a drug to him.
I bite my lip. “Control freak.”
“Keep it coming, stray.”
“Bastard. Sick fucker.”
“You can go on for days, call me whatever you want, I don’t give a shit. As long as you spread your legs and let me bury myself inside you, you can call me all the names in the book. I don’t fucking care.”
“Jesus!” I cry out, teetering at the edge of madness.
His lips curl against my shoulder. “I’ll be Jesus too.”
“God, Alexius. Stop.”Don’t stop.I slam my palm against the wall, and he tightens his grip on my throat, pulling my head back. His touch is hot, burning as if branding my skin.
He yanks my shirt, tearing the fabric down my shoulder, and I gasp. “Nothing will change if we fuck, Leandra. I’ll still be the husband you wish you could hate, and you’ll be the wife I’ll never give up.”
“Go to hell.”
“In a bit. I just need to make you come first.” He winds his arm around my waist, his hand dipping between my legs, cupping my sex hard. A moan rolls from my tongue, and I squeeze my body harder against him.
“I hate you,” I breathe out.
“Let’s see how much you’ll hate me with my cock inside you.” He drags the tip of his tongue along my naked skin, and I shiver. The way he moans tells me he feels it; he feels the way my body trembles for him. I hate it. I hate that he has so much power over me, but what I hate most is the fact that he knows it.
I clench my jaw. “I hate you so damn much,” I whisper, then hold my breath as his hand slides inside my pants. My legs tremble as he drags a finger through my slit, and he growls against my ear.
“Your body can never lie to me.”