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With a grunt, I stand, pushing between her thighs and keeping her panties pulled aside as I stroke my swollen dick. My balls tighten and I bite back a growl as thick cum explodes from the head of my cock.
I grunt, stroking over and over as my hot, sticky cum splatters all over Freya’s pussy and thighs. I watch with darkness blazing in my eyes as white streaks of cum drip down her flushed pink pussy lips, over her asshole and down her thighs.
Marking her asmine.
I’m still not done.
With my cock still out, I walk around to the head of the bed and kneel down beside her sleeping face.
I run the head of my cock over her lips, groaning when I see a few more drops of my cum leak onto her lips.
You’re fucking mine…
I stand up and pull her panties back into place, gritting my teeth and groaning as I watch all my cum soak into them. Then I tuck her back into bed, pushing her hair back from her face before my thumb traces the pulse point of her neck.
I could stay here for hours, watching her, obsessing over the way she makes me feel like I’m not the broken monster I am. But I can’t. Not tonight.
I take one last look at her, my fingers itching to reach out and touch her again. To pull her close and never let go.
Tofuck her.
Instead, I step back, slipping out of the room as silently as I came in.
The mansion is utterly quiet as I make my way back to the office and the little balcony outside, the early morning light just starting to creep through the windows. Deep inside me, the darkness is still there, gnawing in the pit of my stomach and reminding me what I am.
As I step into the cool morning air, I feel the flash drive in my pocket. It’s not much, but it’s enough to give me a reason to keep digging. Enough to keep me tied to her.
I can’t let go, anyway.
Not now. Not ever.
24
FREYA
The cool eveningbreeze brushes over my skin as I step off the sleek private jet onto the top step of the stairs leading down to the tarmac. The sky over Kyoto is a perfect twilight, with deep purples and blues casting a serene glow over the distant city.
The very air here feels different—calm. The quiet hum of the private airstrip nestled into the hills above Kyoto envelops me, and I let the peace and serenity of the moment sink in.
…That is, until said peace and serenity issmashedby a shrill scream.
I beam as my attention snaps to Annika, who’s waiting for me at the bottom of the steps, a grin stretched wide across her face. With a scream of my own, I race down to her.
As soon as my feet hit the tarmac, she shrieks in excitement, bolting toward me. Without hesitation I run to meet her, the two of us colliding in a tight hug, laughing and spinning each other around like we haven’t seen in each other in years.
“I’ve missed youso much!” she gushes, pulling back just enough to hold me at arm’s length, her eyes bright and joyful. “Thisis going to be the best week ever. Kenzo and everyone are so excited you’re here!”
I smile and try to focus on her excitement and genuine happiness as she continues to babble on, but all I can think about is whowon’tbe happy to see me.
Mal.
It’s been almost a week since that night at the club, and—no surprise—he’s gone completely radio silent again. No calls, no texts. Nothing. I only know he’s even in Kyoto because of other people’s socials, which I may or may not have been stalking.
What?
As much as I want to say I was right to leave and to tell him our arrangement was over, I can’t lie.
I hate not having him around. A lot. It’s like he got me hooked on him, and then cut off the supply. I hate the ache his absence creates inside me—the gnawing emptiness that tugs and pulls me in his direction no matter how hard I try to resist. I hate how much I find myself hoping for a message, knowing it’ll never come.
