“Don’t tell me you’re second-guessing.”
“We’re at the end, baby. If I don’t win this, Artyom becomes Dragon, and the thing about Dragon is, they love their revenge. We won’t live long once he’s in charge and given serious power. There’s no other option for us, no other path forward. It’s either win or die.”
“Gabe—“
“No, listen. You’re not going to like this, but it’s the truth.” I pull back so I can look her in the eye. “It’s your fault.”
Her lips tug downward. “Uh, yeah, I definitely don’t like that, you’re right.”
“It’s your fault,” I repeat, leaning in to kiss her neck as I tug her hair back. She gasps. “Before you, I was a machine. No hesitation. No feelings. Charge forward, always forward, and never look back. But you woke something in me. You made me want to care.”
“And it’s holding you back? Come on, that’s such bullshit.”
“It’s making meworry.”
“Then stop it.” She pushes me back roughly. “Don’t be pathetic.”
A flicker of anger in my stomach. “You think it’s pathetic that I care about you?”
“I think you’re using me as an excuse.”
“That’s not true.”
“Bullshit. Gabe, you’re strong. You’ve come so far. Look at this place! You burned it down earlier today, and now we’re here kicking through it in the middle of the night like it’s no big deal! Come on, don’t talk to me about worrying or whatever.”
I turn and pin her back against the counter. She gasps when I wrap a hand around her throat, pressing hard enough that she knows it’s there. My forehead rests against hers. “I’m not dragging you to hell. Not if I can stop it.”
“Then win. Quit complaining.”
I tighten my grip on her throat. “You shouldn’t test me."
“Maybe that’s what you need.”
“Yeah? You think you know what I need, Nika?”
“I think I do.” She reaches forward. I let out a low growl of surprise as she unbuckles my belt. She shoves one hand down the front of my jeans and strokes my cock, the other holding on to a belt loop, pulling me closer. “I think you know too.”
I stiffen at her touch. My mouth opens at how fucking brazen she’s being. She grips my shaft as I pull her hair, drawing a whimper, but she doesn’t stop. Her eyes lock on mine, hand moving up and down my shaft.
“You’re playing a dangerous game.”
“Good. Play with me.”
I bury her mouth with mine. I do it rough, not caring if it hurts. I kiss her hard and bite her, nibbling and sucking as she keeps on gripping my dick. I swear I might explode in my god damn pants as I hold her throat harder, making her moan before releasing and moving my hands down her body. I spin her around, pin her against the counter, and get her pants off.
“Fuck,” she moans when I drop to my knees, her ass in my face. I lick her pussy from behind, stroking her with my fingers as I do it. “Oh shit, Gabe, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind?—“
“You think you’re the only one that gets to play?” She tries to twist around but I stand and shove her back down. I hold one wrist behind her back, my rock-hard cock grazing up and down her slit from behind.
“Looks like I got what I wanted.”
“You dirty fucking girl, teasing me, provoking me.” I grab her hair and kiss her roughly over her shoulder. “I’m not going to be nice.”
“Are you ever?”
I laugh and press myself inside of her.
She gasps, eyes widening, as I fuck her deep. I’m not gentle or kind. I take her, filling her from behind with my thick cock, and I can tell it hurts at first. She’s still a tight virgin getting used to my size. I should ease her into this, but I don’t give a shit about that. I need her body, I need her soul, I need her hurt and every inch of her skin. I need it all and right now. I fill her, stroking her hair, pulling her close and kissing her, devouring her, tongue in her mouth as my cock fills her tight pussy.
