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She gasps at my vulgarity, and yet, she nods.
“Then you surrender to me.”
“I don’t have much choice.”
“Ah, but you do. I will fuck you, Kate. I will make you come so hard that you never forget me. But there’s a price because you’ll want to forget me before all is said and done. So now is the time to tell me no. I will get dressed and leave your room.”
“I already can’t forget you.”
Her words try to seep into my heart like they mean something. I remind myself that since the moment I’ve met her, she’s lived a nightmare. No wonder she can’t forget.
“I see you, Liam. I want you.”
I close my eyes, knowing this is a moment of no return. No matter what I do, I’m fucking doomed to hate myself in the end.
“I’m going to hell, anyway,” I murmur, and then I let go. I let my desires take over. My obsession consumes me. My hands and mouth are everywhere as I imprint her body into my mind. Turns out, I’m the one who will never forget.
I lay my body over her, and her eyes watch me in a way that makes me feel like shit. It’s not just a hero she sees. It’s a man she seems to care for.
I can’t bear to see her look at me like that. I turn her over, lifting her hips as I position myself behind her.
“Now’s the time to tell me to leave.” I give her one last chance to push me away.
“I don’t want you to leave.”
I close my eyes as I grip her hips and thrust until my dick fills her pussy. Stars burst. My dick throbs. She’s perfection, and I’ve just tainted her.
9
KATE
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I’m wondering what I’m doing. Liam has given me multiple chances to make him leave. Why haven’t I done it?
He’s a liar. He’s a murderer. He’s a brute.
I shouldn’t believe him when he says he’s done everything to protect me.
At first, I didn’t.
But then, for a moment, I saw the man I knew.
The one who’d been comforting and supportive during some of my darkest hours. I saw a man tormented by who he saw himself as.
I saw Liam, and I wanted him as much as I’d wanted him before I’d known about the Bratva. And so, I’ve given in.
I have feelings for this man, but I have no illusion that he feels anything but lust and frustration for me. I can tell by the way he touches me.
Possessive. Dominant. Controlling.
But it doesn’t feel punitive. It’s more like he’s trying to force his protective will over me. And I’m just afraid of my life now, perhaps even insecure, so his attention is like a balm.
He thrusts in, and all the air whooshes from my lungs as he fills me.
“Fuck!” he barks out in anger. Then he stills, and I’m grateful for a moment to adjust to his size. I’m not a virgin, but neither have I had a lot of experience. “You’re bad for me.”
His words hurt me.
“And I’m bad for you. So bad.”
