Page 47 of My Favorite Sinners


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“Being with me has put your life in danger. I’m sorry?—”

Her fingers press to my mouth. “I told you, I want everything that comes with you. When I saw Gregor pull that gun on you, I acted on instinct with that knife to protect you. You’re mine, Felix, and no one threatens what belongs to me.” She pauses, her cheeks flushing. “This will sound strange but… Ilikedharming him. I liked seeing the blood, knowing thatIdid that to him. For a long time, it’s felt like I have no control over my life. People have manipulated me. Sinking that blade into Gregor’s flesh… it made me feel powerful and even…”

“Go on.” I groan with praise, feeling myself growing harder.

“Aroused.”

“Psycho little freak. You’re fucking perfect, Harper.”

I push her dress higher, guiding it over her head and dropping it to the floor. She’s not wearing a bra. I bring each nipple into my mouth, biting and sucking and drawing the most desperate moans from my Little Sinner.

“Felix… Fuck.”

Her moans vibrate through me, unraveling the tension I’ve been holding all day. Grasping her panties, I remove them next, then lift her tiny body with ease, setting her on our bed.

She lies back with red curls fanned around her pretty face. Her eyes are dark with desire. She’s wearing nothing but the dagger strapped to her thigh.

When Harper reaches to remove it, I click my tongue in disapproval. “Leave it on. I want to fuck you while you wear the dagger.”

She bites her bottom lip, smiling at me.

Tyler should be here. I want to fuck her with him.

The unwelcome thought appears out of nowhere, aggravating me. I shove it away and indulge in Harper’s body, spreading her legs and dragging my tongue up her pussy.

“Felix… oh, god. Fuck.”

The first taste of her makes precum leak from my dick. She’s sweet and hot against my tongue. Her thighs tremble as I lick deeper, slowly, savoring every shiver that runs through her. Harper grips the black sheets, herspine bowing off the mattress as her breathless gasps fill the room.

For a split second, I imagine another voice in bed with us. A rougher one, urging Harper on with me. He’s telling her she’s a good girl, getting warmed up for us to fuck her.

Anger bursts through me. Get thefuckout of my mind. Ihatehim.

Needing a fast distraction, I unbuckle my belt and strip out of my clothes, pumping a hand along my length, my cock aching to be buried inside my woman.

“Please,” Harper begs, lifting her hips.

I climb on top of her and push inside, growling her name. The wet heat of her pussy clenches around me, stealing my breath, giving me the exact distraction I need. She gasps, clutching my forearms.

“Fuck. You feel perfect, Harper.”

I start to move in her, hard and deep, each thrust bringing us to dizzying heights. She’s so goddamn pretty lying beneath me with the dagger strapped to her thigh. Her cries turn frantic and her nails dig into my skin. I have the hottest view of my cock sliding into her.

For a treacherous moment, I wonder how it would feel with Tyler here too, wedging Harper between us as he fucks her ass.

No. Never again. Heruinedme.

I try to erase Tyler from my mind, but he remains like a splinter, irritating and buried beneath my skin. All I can think about is how hot the sex would be. How Harper was always so fucking feral for the two of us claiming her at once.

“Felix… Yes… Don’t stop.” Her orgasm rips through her, clenching me tight.

“Well done, Little Sinner. Let me hear how good you feel.”

I lose control, reaching my own climax but with the thought of Harper taking both our cocks at once. The visual makes me come hard. I slam into her, filled with mind-shattering bliss as she moans beneath me.

That fucking piece of shit, Tyler.

Fuck him.