“I betrayed your father.” Another button falls open. “Painted a target on my back.” My lips graze her throat. “All to keep you breathing.”
She struggles against me, but I feel her pulse racing beneath my mouth. “More manipulation. More lies.”
“No lies.” I grip her chin, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Look at me, Eve. Look at what you’ve reduced me to.”
Her eyes search mine, and for a moment, I see fear—not of me, but of the raw truth she finds there. I’ve never let anyone see me this exposed, this desperate.
“You want this,” I whisper against her lips, savoring her sharp intake of breath. “You want me as much as I want you.”
She shoves at my chest again, but her fingers curl into my shirt instead of pushing away. “I hate you.”
“Hate me.” My smile turns cruel as another button falls open. “But don’t lie to yourself about wanting me. About having feelings for me that are much more dangerous than hate.”
Eve’s response is a gasp, her body arching into mine. I am indeed on the edge, teetering on the precipice of a desire so all-consuming it threatens to devour us whole.
And yet, I can’t stop. Won’t stop. Not until Liv is mine, completely and utterly.
I tear at her remaining clothes, my fingers shaking with a mix of desire and self-loathing. The bruises on her sternum, a gruesome reminder of the dummy bullet, make my jaw clench in a silent curse. I am the one who’d put them there, who hurt her. My mind seethes with the need to make it up to her, to prove my sincerity in the only way I know how.
“My God, Eve, I’m sorry,” I whisper, my voice mangled with emotion as I expose her to my gaze. Her body, a map of creamy skin and delicate curves, is marred only by the darkening bruises. My hands, seemingly of their own accord, reach out to touch, to soothe.
But Liv is beyond consolation. Her eyes blaze with a fierce intensity as she tears at my clothes with equal fervor, our mutual desperation tangling us in a frenzied dance. Buttons pop, fabric rips, and we are left standing, naked, our bodies straining toward each other like magnets.
The air is heavy with tension, thick with the promise of surrender. I could take her on the spot, sink into her warmth, and silence the cacophony of emotions with the simplicity of flesh against flesh. But I hesitate, my gaze locking onto hers in a silent bargain.
Tonight, I won’t just claim her body. I’ll dismantle her defenses, feast on her very soul, and devour her pleasure until she is lost in the abyss of my making. Tonight, I’ll make my point—that with me, she’ll find a surrender that isn’t defeat but liberation.
My mouth waters at the prospect as I lead her to the bed, a battlefield of silk and shadows. Eve’s eyes never left mine, a spark of defiance still flickering within their depths, but her body betrays her, swaying subtly toward me.
Cloth rips and buttons fly as I expose her bruised flesh. Seeing the livid marks left by that damn gun makes me want to destroysomething, tear the entire fucking world apart for daring to come between us.
But first I have to tear down the walls Eve’s erected, those barriers her hardened heart has built against me. Her noises are the sweetest goddamn thing I’ve ever heard.
I tackle her bra, tearing it clean off, before sealing my lips over one nipple. I suckle hard, reveling in the shudder that rips through her, the frantic clutch of her hands in my hair. The tip of my tongue swirls around the aching peak before grazing it with my teeth. Liv keens, canting her hips against mine desperately, seeking friction. Teasing her with nips and licks, I make my way to the other breast, giving it the same relentless attention.
“Not enough,” she snarls, dragging down my fly with a savage yank. “Never enough.”
The sting of her nails raking lines down my back only inflames my lust. I nip under her jaw, scraping my teeth over her pulse until she shudders violently. “Enough,” I murmur against her skin. “It’s more than enough. I’ll give you all of me if you’ll just let me in.”
Unable to hold back anymore, I thrust two fingers deep inside her dripping core, barely pausing to savor the velvet heat before setting a punishing pace. She’s so tight, so incredibly responsive. The slick sounds of my fingers pumping in and out of her fill my ears, erotic music that drives me higher.
“Yes,” Liv hisses, grinding onto my hand shamelessly. “More.”
My thumb finds that sweet spot, rubbing firm circles around her clit as I fingerfuck her relentlessly. Her head falls back with a thud, eyes wild and hazy with lust. I work her with efficient strokes, greedy to push her over that pinnacle, but I need more. I need her complete surrender.
“If you want me,” I rasp, “you get all of me. Secrets and sins, past, present.” I tug her earlobe with my teeth before soothing itwith a swipe of my tongue. “Utter, shameless devotion. Take it. Take me.”
“Yes,” she gasps, a shudder rippling through her. “Goddammit, yes, take—ah!” Liv convulses around my fingers with a wailing scream of completion, jerking almost violently as the orgasm crashes over her, and at that moment, she’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.
I can’t stop, not with her lithe body writhing beneath me. Her eyes, a mirror of my own desperate need, burn with a fever that matches mine. I rush and position myself before taking take my cock in hand. “Please,” she gasps, her fingertips digging into my biceps as I take her. I want to take it slow, but I’m too far gone. “Remy…”
I pound into her. Our rhythm is frantic, borderline violent. Her hips rise to meet each of my thrusts, our bodies slamming together in a frenzied dance of possession. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, a raw, animalistic soundtrack to our passion.
I’ve never felt this level of intensity, this overpowering urgency to claim and be claimed. The world narrows to the feel of her clinging to me, our bodies joined as she claws her way up my back, her mouth finding my ear, my neck. Her teeth graze my skin, drawing a savage growl from my throat. I pivot, dragging her with me so she straddles my lap. I sink back onto the bed, my hands gripping her ass as she settles over my aching cock, engulfing me in her silky heat.
The shift in position heightens every sensation, making me feel impossibly harder as I stretch her wide, exposing every inch of her to my relentless rhythm. Her head falls back, lips parted in a silent scream, her breasts swaying with each bounce. Her fingers dig into my chest, leaving crescents that burn like brands.
Eve’s body clenches around me, her inner muscles rippling with the force of her pleasure, pulling at me, begging me to follow. I know I could come at any second, but I bite down on the urge, needing more, needing to push her even further. Her eyes are locked on mine, a challenge sparking in their emerald depths.
