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I almost want to feel smug about it. I’ve started my revenge, haven’t I? Sunk my claws into her? Marked her, dirtied her, tainted the girl Kir’s kept so carefully under his wing?
The thought should satisfy me immensely.
It doesn’t.
Because she wasveryinto it. More than I expected. Freya wasn’t just some passive player in my game—she wanted and craved it, and that changes everything. Blurs the clean lines I drew for this revenge.
It’s one thing to bend someone to your will. To have them look at you with needy hunger—that’s a different kind of power entirely. Power I didn’t expect her to hand me so willingly.
I think about her eyes, so wide with fear and excitement, so eager for more. The way her breath caught when I touched her and her body responded to every command I gave her.
I linger a few moments longer, my focus drifting back to Kir. The need to end him, to see the fear in his eyes the moment he realizes who I am and why I’m after him—it’s a craving that gnaws at my insides, a hunger I’ve been feeding for years.
But I’m patient. I can wait.
I lower the rifle, disappearing back into the shadows, my movements silent and practiced. The guards are lazy—Kir thinks he’s untouchable in this fortress of his.
He’s wrong.
I easily slip past the security cameras, moving like a shadow across the grounds until I’m out of sight. Once I clear the perimeter, I take a deep breath, letting the tension roll off me in waves.
I should head back…regroup…plan my next move. But as I slip the rifle into the hidden compartment in the trunk of my car, my mind drifts to Freya.
I can still feel her skin under my fingers, her warm, trembling breath as she wrapped her mouth around me.
She thinks she’s in control of her world; thinks she can dictate the terms of our arrangement.
She’s wrong. She’smine.
I smile to myself, closing the compartment and glancing back toward the mansion one last time.
I want to feel satisfied, but all I feel is anticipation.
I slip into the car, the engine purring to life as I pull away from Kir’s estate, the shadows of the past still clinging to me as I roar into the night.
I’m not even the smallest bit done watching her tonight.
15
FREYA
I moan a muffledcry as my thighs clamp around his hand. Fireworks explode in my vision as the orgasm crashes through my core. My world is turned upside-down as my head hangs off the side of the bed, and I shiver when Mal’s fingers tighten around my neck.
He groans, shoving his cock into the back of my throat as I come on his fingers. I feel his huge dick pulse and throb in my mouth as his release follows my own, his warm, sticky cum flooding my tongue. I almost choke, but I keep my lips sealed tight around him, my throat bobbing up and down in his grip as I swallow over and over.
He tastes…sweet. And salty. Sohim.
His fingers lazily roll over my clit, sending more shudders and tremors flickering through my body like wildfire. I whine in pleasure, twisting and writhing as my tongue swirls around his swollen head.
Mal slips his cock from my mouth, running the head over my lips and then smearing it across my cheek.
It should be utterly demeaning, vile and insulting. Except for the small matter of me being fucked in the head andlovingit.
This is the second time Mal’s just somehow…appearedin my room. The second time he’s told me to “swallow his cock like a good little cumslut”. Just like the last time, he might as well be inside my twisted little head.
Because heknowsthe dark, deviant, fucked-up fantasies that I keep hidden behind that locked door inside me.
To analarmingdegree.
