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I still have her hair gripped in my fist, I don’t let go while I study her.
“What do you fear, Mercy?”
There’s a hardness to my tone, but it’s also seeking. I ache for her. Whether she conspired to have me killed or not, I ache for her. And my heart beats hoping it’s beating is in cadence with hers.
Her gaze is still racked with fear, black pupils blown wide. Her breathing is ragged, mouth open as her eyes bounce from side to side.
She swallows hard.
Her shoulders fall.
“A life without you,” she says so quietly I could almost convince myself I made it up.
My heart pitches out of my chest and into hers. I let out a harsh breath, and by the time I’ve let go of her hair, our lips slam together, her hands flying to my face, nails digging into my nape.
“Forgive me,” she says with such desperation that I nearly crumble to my knees. “Forgive me,” she repeats over and over as she kisses my lips, my face, my neck.
Letting go of Mercy, I reach for Dizzy’s corpse, shoving her body off the bed. The duvet and mattress are soaked with blood but I’m too far gone to care, throwing Mercy onto her back. I push her dress up to her hips and tug my pants down my thighs before falling over her. I drag her thong to the side while her hands continue to feverishly claw at me as if she fears I’ll disappear from under her touch. She’s as desperate as I am.
I need to feel her.
I need tofuckher.
I need to remind myself that she is capable of more than just death and betrayal.
I drag the head of my cock over her wet slit, and her moan sounds closer to a sob.
“Forgive you?” I say harshly as I rip her dress down her chest, freeing her breasts and groping one hungrily. Her eyes are deep with regret, and it somehow gets me even harder. I thrust inside her cunt with force, groaning loudly when she tightens around me. “Tell me why I should forgive a treacherous snake like you?” I ask between clenched teeth, my hips slapping violently against her.
The urge to claim her becomes a thrashing, growling need clawing through my skin. Her legs curl around my hips, her pointed heels digging into my ass, and I’m undone, unleashed, and anguished. She traps me in her imploring gaze, her mouth agape in pleasure, eyebrows creased in painful rapture.
“Let me beg for forgiveness for the rest of our lives,” she pleads breathlessly. “Please. Let me tell you every day that I choose you and only you.”
My cock throbs with the promise of a lifetime spent with Mercy. But my soul seeks an even deeper promise. A merging of our flesh where I become her and she becomes me.
“A lifetime isn’t enough, Mercy.” I punch every word with a savage thrust, my cock so achingly deep. “A lifetime is still much too short.”
Her body seizes under me, swept into a powerful climax. Her back arches pressing her chest to mine, and I steal another kiss, needing to feel her pleasured breath against my lips more than I need to feel her clench around my cock. I fuck her deeply through her orgasm while her moans turn into sobs, and my skin pebbles with goosebumps at the sound.
“When will I ever get enough of you?”
My voice is strained with anger, yet streaked with defeat.
Defeat of ever trying to deny her.
“Let it be never,” she says beseechingly, her nails creating divots into my neck. Her eyes shimmer with regret. A vulnerable shade paints her blood-stained skin. “Let it be never,” she repeats softly.
Pulling out, I climb to my knees and kneel over her flushed face. I pump my cock into my fist, her arousal coating my shaft, my palm gliding smoothly against it.
“Open your mouth and claim me then,” I demand, my voice a low gravel timbre. The head of my cock smooths over her lips, and she opens wide, raising her chin to open her throat. “Drink from the well of the gods and take all of me.”
And as I coat her throat with the thick ropes of my cum, her green eyes crashing into mine, I realize the gods blessed me when they created Mercy.
Because she is everything I’ve ever dared to love.
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MERCY
