She comes with a cry, gushing against my fingers. I spread lube in the valley between her thighs and maneuver myself over her. I sink my dick into the heated crevice and thrust.
Making her mine.
* * *
MY Swallow
You thoughtI wouldn’t FIND YOU? After all this time, the connection we shared, you thought you could ESCAPE me?
I tried to be patient. I tried to wait. But you’ve forced my hand.
Now I’m coming for you. You won’t know the day or the hour, but even now, the noose is tightening around your neck.
We will be together as we were meant to be.
I WILL CONSUME YOU. We will burn in the fire together.
There will be nothing left.
Forever yours,
BK
29
Inara
The cityof New Rome looks smaller from the air. I took the first helicopter ride of my life this morning after a call from the precinct. It’s a new day, and I’m on a new case.
Last night was a revelation. I spent hours in Rex’s arms, cuddled, cuffed, and cared for. Rex claimed me over and over until all I could feel was him. I wished the night would last forever.
But dawn came, and with the light of day, I remembered my ultimate aim. To see justice served. I owe it to my family’s memory to do my job. No matter how much I want Rex.
It’s a relief to go to work, to escape him for a little while. I’m not looking forward to viewing a new crime scene, but I need space to collect myself, to remind myself that I’m only pretending to give in to Rex.
He hadn’t wanted to let me go and then insisted on helicoptering us both in. The closer we got to the city, the further he sank into a cold silence. He wants to keep me in a cage, all to himself. But he knows I won’t tolerate it. When we arrived at the landing strip, he helped me into Ivan’s car.
I told him to have a nice day, curious to see how he’d respond.
“I’ll see you soon,” he said, but it sounded like a threat.
“Oh?” I tugged the leash to see how far it’d stretch.
“Be safe,” he ordered. “I’ll be watching.”
And I feel him watching, even now. A part of me is grateful, though, because, since my vision last night, I haven’t been able to shake the sense of growing dread.
If my vision is correct, something horrible is coming. And no one, not even Rex, will be able to stop it.
Ivan turns the car from a busy thoroughfare onto a brownstone-lined street. Up ahead, a bunch of cop cars and yellow tape block the street.
“Drop me here,” I tell him before we get close to the blockade.
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.” I don’t want my colleagues to see me with a chauffeur. I can’t let anyone know I’ve spent the night with the world’s most eligible billionaire, either. It’ll give me a host of problems I don’t need.
I step out of the car and turn up my coat against the biting wind. I’m still wearing Rex’s collar. I haven’t asked him to remove it. He almost refused to let me leave this morning. I doubt he’d be happy to relinquish this mark of ownership.
