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Carver took a deep breath, his mind racing. Brave girl. Sweet girl. He had to think of a plan, a way to protect her from his brothers.
In the end, there was only one solution to make her understand it would be in her best interests to keep his secrets, and that was to possess her, make her his in every sense of the word. So, instead of answering her with words, he tugged her close and kissed her again. How was it possible that she tasted sweeter every single time?
Instead of fighting him like any sane person, she melted against him, pressing her generous breasts against his shirt. Lucy even parted her lips so he could thrust his tongue down her throat.
He reached for the hem of her sweater and she raised her arms so he could peel it off her faster. Lucy kicked off her shoes and that was when he knew he had her. All thoughts of escape had left her pretty little head. She was his for the taking. Carver took her mouth again, hungry for more.
“Your clothes,” she said, panting a little as he pulled away from her lips.
He took off his shirt, pants, and underwear and now there was no longer any piece of infuriating fabric getting in the way of their skin touching. Carver didn’t think, he simply acted on impulse.
He cornered her against the wall, pinned her arms above her head. Still, she didn’t resist. Lucy simply submitted, moaning as he left a burning trail of kisses down her neck. He sucked on the hollow of her collarbones, nipped at her hardening nipples.
Lucy groaned when he left a bite mark on her left nipple, then her right. He wanted a matching pair. She wrapped her legs around his waist with surprising strength and agility, practically begging him to take her.
“I’ve dreamt of this,” she whispered.
“Me too,” he said. Carver then kissed her, then guided his cock into her sweet, slick pussy.
The moment she felt the tip of Carver’s dick inside her, she moaned. She couldn’t believe this was happening, that she was letting him fuck her against his apartment wall … and loving every moment of it.
She tightened her legs around his waist, drawing him closer, liking the sound of his groan. He easily held her, like she didn’t weigh a thing and looked her like she was the only thing in the world worth possessing, and that thrilled her to bits.
Forget what happened earlier. She blanked that out for the moment, because right now, this—she and him—were all that mattered. Carver entered her, taking his time, making her aware of every glorious inch of him. It was pure, sweet torture and finally, when he was balls-deep inside her, she let out a sigh of relief.
“You hurt?” Carver asked, concern in his voice.
She shook her head, grabbed the back of his neck, and kissed him. With her mouth sealed on his, he rode her. When she urged, practically begged him to go faster, he complied, pounding her against the wall, fucking her like he owned her. Maybe he already did.
She wouldn’t mind belonging to a man like him, a man filled with passion, someone who lived his life however he wanted. Screw the natural laws of the world. He shifted his hips slightly and brushed against her sweet spot.
Lucy gasped, arching her spine, and he kept aiming for that special place over and over again. Pressure continually built inside her and she started meeting him for every thrust until it became too much.
She raked her nails across his chest as she came all over his cock. He hissed in pain but seeing her climax only seemed to spur him on. Carver thrust in her several more times, before filling her with his seed. The thought of protection never even entered her mind once.
Lucy held onto him, still gripping his biceps even as he picked her up and carried her to his bed. His movements were gentle as he placed her down on his soft, silky sheets, a sharp contrast to their furious lovemaking earlier. Her thoughts raced.
Was he going to end her now, despite what had just happened between them? Lucy wasn’t thinking clearly earlier. She had let her body dictate her actions, and she was going to pay for it now, wasn’t she? She watched Carver pace around the room, her anxiety growing with each step he took. Why wasn’t he doing or saying anything?
Her mind raced back to the man she had freed. Carver had claimed he was dangerous. Who was he? Would he go to the police? Should she expect them to burst into Carver’s apartment any second? Cindy’s warning echoed in her ears. Maybe that man was also part of Carver’s world. That might mean he wouldn’t go to the cops. So what then? What was going to happen now?
She had to find out.
Chapter Five
Carver sat on the bed and gazed at Lucy, trying to gauge her thoughts. She took a deep breath, evenly meeting his gaze.
“Are you going to kill me now?” she asked. There was a certain calmness in her that he found utterly intriguing.
“No,” he simply answered. Carver doubted he could ever bring himself to do such a thing. “Not if you keep to yourself what just happened here. If you tell anyone, I’ll know.”
She bit her lower lip, her eyes wavering for a moment.
“My friend Cindy warned me about you, about the Arrow brothers…” she trailed off.
Carver took her hands in his, then kissed each of her fingers gently. That brought a small smile to her face, but he could tell she was far from convinced.
“That man … what did he do?” she asked him. “You said he was dangerous.”
