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My dark needs.
The depraved enjoyment I get as I watch the light dwindle from their eyes as I fuck them.
When I brought Cora here, I only hoped that she would be different from the women before her. That she would let me care for her the way she deserved—the way I know she needs. But I never imagined how much she would enjoy coming on the literal brink of death.
She’s fucking perfect.
“You’re a first for me, Cora.” I place another kiss as I tighten my embrace, “I’ve never met a woman quite like you.”
“You’ve never met a foul-mouthed, sarcastic delight before?” she quips as she props her chin into her hands on my chest.
“Plenty,” I snark, “but none like you.”
“What makes me so special?”
“This.” I lay her head back on my chest and continue stroking along her back with light caresses of my hand. “I fucking adore you like this.”
“Sweaty and exhausted?” she chuckles, “Or naked in your arms?”
“Both.” I give a light swat on her ass for her insolence. “The comfort I feel from just being here with you is like nothing…like nothing I’ve ever felt with anyone else.”
Cora stiffens slightly in my arms, and I think for the first time since she’s been here, I might have actually spooked her.
“Relax.” I wrap my arms around her tightly to prevent her from getting up. “I’m not going to profess my undying love for you and ask you to become Mrs. Millington.”
Although I have no intention of letting her get away from me.
“I like being here too, Samuel.” Her voice is soft this time as she settles back against me.
“Good.”
As we talk, Cora’s words begin to become sluggish, and it’s obvious that she’s slowly drifting off to sleep. Peppering kisses across her forehead, I continue to soothingly rub her back as her eyelids begin to flutter.
“Go to sleep, love,” I breathe the words against her forehead. “You’re safe with me.”
* * *
Opening my eyes, I quickly realize that Cora wasn’t the only one who was tired. At some point, while staring down at her peacefully sleeping on my chest and listening to the sweet little sounds she makes, I drifted off as well.
Slipping from beneath her, and being careful not to wake her, I grab my boxers from the floor and head to the kitchen. I pull them on as I stand before the cool draft of the refrigerator and pull out a jug of orange juice and a bunch of grapes. I’m in the middle of pouring a glass of juice when Cora pads into the kitchen, wearing nothing but my shirt.
Fucking exemplary.
I can’t pull my eyes off her. She’s swimming in my shirt, repeatedly pushing the sleeves up as she walks.
“What are you doing?” she asks as she makes her way to the counter. Gripping her waist, I lift her into the air and plop her bare ass on the counter. She squeaks when the icy granite touches her skin.
“Drink,” I demand softly before lifting the glass of juice to her lips. She parts her lips, and I tip the glass enough to pour some into her mouth. She attempts to back away, but I continue to pour it into her, “More, love. You need it.”
She takes another gulp, and I lower the glass.
“I generally prefer my orange juice over champagne,” she smirks as she takes the glass from my hand.
“Next time.” I step between her thighs and cup her ass with both my hands. “But right now, you’re going to do as I say. Now, open your mouth.”
Cora opens her mouth, and I press a grape between her lips. She allows me to feed her a few of them. I place another into her mouth, she sarcastically says, “I prefer these smushed and a tad fermented.”
“Feeling a little bratty, are we?” I cup her chin and kiss her lips. “You won’t be able to talk with my cock in your mouth."
