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“More twisted than having me suck your cock in front of him when he was alive?”
Vance smirks. “Fair.”
I step back until my spine hits the wall, then I raise the hem of my shirt. The slow shake of his head stops, turning into a subtle nod with a lick of his lips. I knew he’d give in to me. He’ll do anything for me. And I’ll do anything for him.
Vance walks into me, and his hard cock battles the few morals he has. The angel on his shoulder tells him Daddy shouldn’t fuck me and fill me in front of my dead father. But the devil on his shoulder—me—demands it.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper, dragging my bloody fingers up my thighs, leaving a trail of red on my skin. His eyes hyper-fixate on the crimson. A feral growl leaves his throat.
“I’d do anything for you,” he says. “Fall for you. Kill for you.”
“Then give me your cock,” I whisper.
Vance looks back at my father’s body before stepping into me and rubbing his palms up my legs. He pulls down his boxers, lifts my thigh, and presses the head of his massive cock to my entrance. He pushes inside me. There’s no resistance because I’m still so wet from sucking his cock.
His hand wraps around the front of my throat as he impales me with his cock, driving his hips into me. He fucks my family bloodline out of me. Fucks my family name from me. And I want him to replace my last name with his.
“Marry me, Vance,” I scream through a moan.
He stops thrusting. His hand loosens its grip on my throat. That devilishly handsome face twists into something unfamiliar, and I’m not sure what it means.
I didn’t mean to yell my thoughts. In the heat of the moment, as he rearranged my guts, it just came out. In hindsight, it was such a stupid thing to say. I wish I could take it back. Fuck, the last thing I want is to look like an idiot. To be rejected by?—
“Any-fucking-time, little girl,” he says before kissing me hard enough to silence my panicked thoughts.
“Really?” My voice is a breathless whisper when he pulls away.
“I’d happily be another victim of the black widow,” he says through a smirk.
I bite his neck with a laugh. “If I was going to be a predatory insect, I’d be a praying mantis. You’d have to make me come before I killed you.”
Vance gives me a forceful thrust that strangles a moan from me. “God, I love you. And look, I’m saying it balls deep in your pussy with your father’s blood on my hands. Do you believe me yet?”
My cheeks flush. “I think I do.”
Vance fucks me harder. Faster. Until I’m a trembling mess in front of him. The pressure brews between my legs as I approach the edge.
“You’re tightening on me, Bella. Come for me and tell me you love me as you spasm around my dick.”
His dark, gravelly words go right to my vagina. I scoop my hips as the vibrations rumble through my core. I seize on his cock, coming until I’m nearly blind. I’ve never known such an intense, breath-stealing orgasm.
“I fucking love you, Vance.” The words strangle from me as I scream out.
“Good fucking girl.” He holds me, keeping me from collapsing as the trembles quiver through every muscle in my body. He leans closer and presses his mouth to my ear. “Now...do you plan to kill me, or will you let me live?”
I study his eyes, his handsome face, and I can only come to one conclusion. “I think I’ll keep you around.”
EPILOGUE
Vance
There’s no family here for us on our “big day.” Just a simple wedding that I feel is less than she deserves. Most people like her expect extravagant settings and would settle for nothing less, but here she is, a big smile on her face at the tiny local courthouse in front of a judge.
“You’ve been married before?” the woman at the desk turns to Isabella and asks.
I lean against the counter and put my fist in front of my mouth to keep from exposing my smirk. She was married for a few hours before I made her a widow.
The clerk is just trying to make conversation, but it’s unnecessary. We already answered these questions when we applied for the license.
