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“Just this one time,” he purred, rocking beneath her.
She sighed, her hips rolling with his movements.
Leander’s gaze shifted past her shoulder to mine, waiting. Demanding. Fucking bastard.
I put my hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her down so she was laying on his chest with her ass in the air.
“I fucking hate you,” I ground out. Even in Italian, the meaning was clear.
He didn’t even flinch. “I know.”
I worked up a good amount of saliva in my mouth before tipping my face downward and spitting onto my cock. I smeared it around the head before guiding it between Lorelei’s smooth ass cheeks.
Leander’s movements below stilled and he kissed her, both hands in her hair, as I pushed into her ass as quickly as I could, not even giving her the courtesy of letting her adjust before I was fully seated inside her.
She cried out and her legs started to quiver, her nails digging into Leander’s arms.
I kept one hand pressed on her back, keeping her flat, while my other hand squeezed her hip. There’d be no escaping for either one of us. She was as committed to this course as I was, whether she fucking wanted it or not.
As soon her trembling subsided, I rocked back, thrusting in again. Not gentle. Not concerned for her welfare or pleasure, or even mine, for that matter. This was all about hate and proving a fucking point.
Leander let me set the pace before he joined in. Lorelei moaned and whimpered, hardly moving as the two of us thrust in and out of her.
“I’ll never fucking forgive you for this,” I panted, this time in French soIknewheknew how pissed I was. The fact I had a hard-on was completely irrelevant for this argument. The wind changing directions could give me a hard-on. It had nothing to do with Lorelei — orhim, oranythingthat was happening at that point in time.
“I know,” he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. He kissed Lorelei roughly and then shoved her upwards, toward me.
She gasped with the sudden change in angles, but she adjusted quickly and the rhythm resumed.
I snaked an arm around her torso and pulled her against my chest. Palming her breast, I kissed her over her shoulder, fucking into her as hard as I could. It’s what he wanted, wasn’t it? To see his two pets using each other for his enjoyment?
Leander’s hand grazed up my thigh, along with something cold and hard. His fingers twined with mine as he transferred the object, never once slowing his thrusting from below.
I let go of her breast in favor of her throat, squeezing tightly and tipping her head back so my mouth was right at her ear.
“He was never yours,” I hissed.
Her eyes flew open when the filet knife plunged between her ribs. She sucked in a sharp breath, frozen in disbelief. I twisted the blade to drive home the message. My reward was a strangled cry and a spray of hot blood across my abdomen. As she started to slump forward, I ripped the knife out and pushed her off the side of the bed. She landed in a heap, blood rushing out around her on the oriental carpet, twitching as her life drained away.
Leander gazed up at me, lips parted and a lascivious glint in his eye. His breathing was heavy and of course he was still hard — maybe even harder than before. “Mon coeur…”
Lorelei’s blood coated my hand and dripped down my bare skin, but I didn’t care. I lunged forward on top of him, pressing the knife to his throat. My face was a whisper away from his, all but snarling my response. “Do not call me that.”
“What shall I call you, then?” He smirked, tracing his tongue across my lower lip. “Mon diable?”
“If you ever do anything like this to me again, I’ll fucking kill you.” I put more pressure behind the knife, until tiny beads of red appeared on his pale skin.
“I’d expect nothing less,” he replied with a sigh, tipping his head back, as if daring me to cut him again. For a minute, I wanted to. But it would have been tantamount to slitting my own throat.
Throwing the knife to the side, I bent down and dragged my tongue over his neck, soothing the sting and licking away the blood.
He seized a handful of hair and yanked me up again, crushing his lips to mine in a bruising kiss, the scent of blood and bergamot floating in the air.
* * *
Jerking upright with a gasp,my heart slammed against the inside of my ribcage and I swore my lungs stopped inflating. Adding insult to injury, something inside my neck tweaked, seizing a muscle painfully.
“Goddamn it!” Rubbing the sore spot gently, I grimaced and closed my eyes again. I didn’t know which was worse, the pounding headache or the now-pulled muscle.
