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Her entire body jerked with pleasure. Her eyes turned molten as she obeyed me like a good little—

Nope.

Not going there.

She arched her hips, driving me harder, deeper.

I lost myself all over again.

I tried to make love to her, to honour her and respect her.

But with every moan, she did her best to shove me into my monstrosity—the creature who would happily fuck her and bleed her and use her as if he didn’t need her in order to survive.

Our eyes locked as we fell into a silent war.

A battle neither of us acknowledged.

But the beast inside me did. Blackness whispered how quickly she’d come if I—

No.

Never again.

I shook my head.

I locked down those thoughts.

And Ily gave up with a huff. With a twist of her lips and a wanton moan, she shattered around me. Milking me to my own lacklustre climax. Granting us a release all while that release didn’t satisfy.

We came together.

We finished at the same time and snuggled until we fell asleep, but the truth hung between us in the dark.

Whatever had happened on that island had changed both of us.

It’d freed the most monstrous parts, the most honest parts.

I’d warned her what might happen if we played Victor’s sadistic games.

It seemed now we were paying the price.

The price of love being forever wrapped up with inescapable bindings of pain.

Chapter Thirty-Five

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Ily

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I WOKE AND STRETCHED IN THE sunlight.

Happiness beamed through my every cell. The indulgence of knowing I didn’t have to rush out of bed for a job or a Master...heaven.

Rolling onto my side, I hugged my pillow and looked at Henri.

He lay on his stomach, facing away from me with his arms above his head, and a sheet pooling around his waist.