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“Fuck,” he growls again.
Yanking his arm away, he spins the knife in his hand, changing the position as he grips the neckline of my black top. He stares into my eyes as he cuts through the material. The sound of tearing rings out to join the sound of the storm as he slices it right down the center, baring my breasts. My hard nipples ache for his touch. The cool night air brushing them makes me shiver.
Alden’s eyes lock on them for a moment before looking up at me again.
“I don’t know what fucking game you’re playing with me,” Alden says, his fingers moving further down my body to grab the front of my pants. “But I can’t fucking resist you.”
The knife slides easily through the spandex and the thong I have on, cutting them open and exposing me. My back arches off the ground as anticipation races through my body. Alden suddenly stabs the damp earth beside us and finishes tearing open my pants with his hands. I gasp when his cool leather gloves brush against my pussy.
He moves down between my legs, and I spread my thighs. But then he freezes. Alden is desperately trying to regain control, but that can’t happen.
“I know you want me. Take me, I’m yours. You already claimed me with a blood oath.”
Alden’s eyes go wide.
“So you weren’t asleep that night.”
I shake my head.
“Not even for a second. I was waiting for you.” My lip curls up. “Kill me if you want for deceiving you, but don’t stop,” I say, my voice ragged with a need that’s been trapped inside of me for so long. “If I’m to die, this is how I want it to happen. Here, with you, by your hand.”
“You really are a Little Liability,” Alden growls, the look in his eyes turning dark once more.
“Yes…I am. Make me confess my sins,” I whisper, knowing he can’t resist the temptation to make me tell him all I’ve done.
The wind picks up, and the rain starts to fall.
Alden runs his hands up the inside of my thighs as the cool air and water tease my core. His touch is rough enough to bruise, but I groan. He pulls off his leather gloves and then brings one down with a hard smack right on my swollen clit.
“Ah!” The sting is incredible, spiking my desire.
Smack. The leather strikes again, and tears of pure joy spring to my eyes.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Emily Walker,” I say.
“Don’t lie to me.”
Smack.
“It’s not a lie,” I say on a moan, my ass wiggling and begging for more.
Smack.
“Ahh, fuck yes.”
My knees fall open wider, craving every depraved thing he ever wants to do to me.
Smack.
My eyes roll back as the ache in my pussy drives me nearly insane. My hips buck up, revealing how wet I am. Alden’s gaze flicks down, and he licks his lips.
“I swear it’s not a lie. I am who I say I am, but you’re not asking the right question.”
Smack.
He hits me again, and this time I squirt a little.
