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And I knew I wasn’t done.

This was just the beginning.

I tucked my elbows on either side of her and lowered my body onto hers.

She sighed softly, her arms wrapping around my back.

I smiled into her hair.

“Good girl,” I whispered.

Chapter 11

Amber

After being fucked into another dimension, it took me a while to return to my body. His weight had me pinned to the bed, but I enjoyed the feel of him covering me. He was whispering something. It sounded far away, maybe an echo from the other dimension where I’d tasted the colours around me.

Mine… good girl… tight pussy hole.

A bit crude, but okay.

“—my girl now. No one else’s. You got that?”

I frowned, staring at my ceiling. There was something else.

My eyes flew open.

“Oh my god. Did you use the fucking condom?”

When he pulled back, his eyebrow was reaching for his hairline, and his smarmy expression told me there’d been zero condom usage. No spermicide. No silicone. No protection.

“Oh, you dickhead. How could you?” I said, trying to push him off.

When he didn’t budge, I reached for the condom. Maybe if I rubbed it inside me it would help.

“I pulled out, didn’t I?”

“You do realise I can still get pregnant even if you pull out?” I said, tearing open the foil wrapper.

“Uh, give me a few minutes,” he said, eyeing the condom.

“Get off me. I need to use this inside me to murder your spawn off.”

“Wow. When the fuck did you get so mean?” he grumbled.

“When I watched my mother raise me single-handedly for most of her life,” I said, glaring at him.

He stared at me for a moment before he moved, and put his shorts on. Then he just left. I jumped off the bed, strategising whether I should shower, then rub the condom inside me when he returned.

He returned with a towel in one hand and a packet of toilet wipes in the other.

“I didn’t come inside you,” he said, before muttering under his breath. “Even if I wanted to.”

Before I could cuss him out, he began to clean me up. He held my hip while he wiped me down with the towel first, then the wipes. I began to feel calm again when he took the condom, stuck two fingers inside it, and eased it in.

I almost patted his head, since he was down there, but he might still be volatile.

“Thanks,” I whispered.