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This isn’t how we play this game. I know that she can feel me too. She knows that I’m right fucking here, so what the fuck is she doing?
Maybe she doesn’t know.Selene is usually good at this, even when she isn’t able to see me with her eyes in the pitch black. She made her move, and I don’t get it. She was so close—so goddamn close—to being exactly where I wanted her. She was so close that I could almost taste her on my tongue.
And just like the moon, she disappears into the darkness.
My brain shifts into an irrational state and I push off the wall, striding across the room toward the doorway. My footsteps are heavy on the dirty floor, but I don’t even care at this point. I can feel my blood boiling as my heart pushes it harder through my veins. For the first time, I feel my heart rate skip a beat as it begins to pound erratically, shaking its cage.
I’m supposed to be in control.
I step out into the hall and it’s fucking empty. The silence slams against my eardrums and I can hear my own blood burning in the flames. Selene was right here and now she is nowhere to be found. She disappeared, vanishing into the air like a fucking myth.
Where the fuck is she?
CHAPTER FOUR
SELENE
Iswallow back the giggle that bubbles in my throat. A bead of sweat rolls down the back of my neck, sliding beneath my shirt. I can feel the rage rolling off Onyx as he stomps down the hallway. I knew that he was hiding somewhere down here, but I wasn’t sure which room he was in.
He craves control, thriving off the power and feeding off the adrenaline of the chase.
I know what Onyx craves even more than the power and being in control. He likes it when I fight back, when he’s rough with me—violent, and volatile. Our bloody fucking pleasures. He also thrives off the pain, whether he’s inflicting it or receiving it. And lucky for him, we’re the same forsaken person.
He thought by dipping into the shadows and hiding from me, he would force me to come out. He got it wrong. Onyx always thinks he’s one step ahead, but for once, I’m dancing in the flames, watching him as he fucking burns in his rage. I switched things up on him without him even realizing what was happening.
Breath control is another thing that he likes to play around with. I know Onyx and how he tries to conceal himself, because he taught me the same methods to make myself invisible. Hewas hiding in the shadows, focusing on how to make himself vanish without actually disappearing. He was so focused on not being seen that he missed the opportunity to take back control when I shoved it right in front of his face.
He was playing right into the palm of my hand, and the thrill—the power—is a craving that I've never felt before. Now that I’ve had a taste, Ineedit.
If he would have just taken his mind off his breath control, he could have grabbed me, pulling me into the darkness with him. Instead, I was able to slip away and now he’s back on the hunt. What he doesn’t realize is he isn’t really hunting me.
How could he if I've set myself up to be found?
Onyx is furious. I can feel it. I can smell his blood boiling as his veins grow hotter with every step he takes. He doesn’t push open any of the doors as he did when he was searching for me before. It’s almost as if he knows exactly where I am.
I step deeper into the room, slipping into the small space behind the door, tucking myself against the wall. The door hangs off its hinges, giving me slight protection from his sight.
“You think that you can hide from me, Selene baby.”
I know that I can’t.
“I’m fucking coming for you, little devil. I hope you’re ready for me.”
My thighs clench together, searching for some kind of relief as warmth spreads through my pelvis. My panties are damp, but they were the second Onyx held his blade against my throat.The things that he fucking does to me.There’s no relief and no friction to be found to satisfy the need growing inside me. My clit throbs, begging for his touch.
Leaning my head against the wall, I slide my hand down the front of my stomach, dipping under the waistband of my short skirt. My skin is hot against my palm as I move it under mypanties, slipping a finger through my wetness and moving it inside me.
He’s the only one who can give me what I need.
My teeth form half crescents in my bottom lip as I clamp down. The metallic taste of blood mixes with my saliva. I want to taste it on Onyx’s tongue. I press the heel of my palm against my clit, rolling it as I slide another finger inside my wet pussy.
“I know that you’re in here, sweet girl.”
Onyx is getting closer and so am I. I pump my fingers inside myself, fucking my own hand as his footsteps get louder. I hear him just outside the door and a ragged breath slips from my lips. My hand stills, fingers still shoved in my pussy as I dig my teeth further into the flesh of my lip.
My lungs constrict, burning as I deprive my body of any oxygen. Onyx heard me. There’s no way that he wouldn’t have, not with how vigilant he is right now. His footsteps are light while he moves with purpose, stepping into the room. He takes two steps inside, facing the opposite wall as he slams the broken door shut behind him.
“I can smell you,” he whispers, his voice low and harsh. “And I don’t mean your fucking perfume.”
