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An invisible fist punched me, and I grunted.

Her voice soft and raspy, she said, “No minor mistakes here and there will ever overshadow the fact that you are putting your life at risk for him right now. If he survives, it’s because of you and your risks. You can’t get more devoted than that.”

Dropping my fork, I reached across the table and clutched her trembling hand. “Same can be said for you. He’ll know about you one day, I swear it. He’ll know you sacrificed your life for him. I promise, he’ll know who you are.”

She licked her lips and bobbed her head, visibly shaking. Patting my hand, she swiped at the tears on her cheeks and whispered, “Eat before it gets cold. That microwave sucks.”

A small chuckle pushed through my nostrils as I sat upright. Picking up my fork, I continued to cast her fleeting glimpses, wishing there was a way I could save her, as well.

Chapter 34

Wyatt Shaw

“Wyatt, stop it!” she screeched, slapping at me.

Crazed, I grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of her head and yanked, forcing her neck to arch. Nearing hyperventilation, foam spewed forth when I spoke through gritted teeth. “It has been three and a half weeks, kitten. You’re getting fucked.”

“I can’t!” she whimpered, still struggling.

I chortled, slamming her cheek into the wall to hold her while I hastily fumbled with my belt. Gulping and panting, my insides were on fire, everything vibrating with need. Twenty- four days was far too long without her. Christ, I was going to lose my goddamn mind.

“Oh my god, listen to me,” she whined, smacking her hands behind her.

“Not happening, kitten. It’s been so long, I’ll nut in only a few strokes.”

“Wyatt!” she barked, really trying to get away.

My cock out, I shoved her sweatpants down and yanked at her underwear.

“Goddammit, I’m on my period, you can’t.”

Snorting, I wiggled my fingers between her thighs, digging them around her lips. Leaning forward, my mouth on her ear, I rasped, “You think that’s stopping me, kitten? I am in agony. I have to be inside you.”

Finding the string, I yanked it out, tossed it to the floor, aimed, and shoved. She reared up to her toes and screeched, her palms banging on the wall. My jaw fell and I shuddered, grunting from the physical reprieve of feeling her hot, warm cunt wrapped around me.

“Oh, god!” she whimpered, still patting her palms.

Not moving, ecstasy rolled throughout my system, making me tremble everywhere and get lightheaded. Reaching around her waist to rub her clit, ice rolled through my veins at the feel of her muscles contracting around me.

“Jesus…Christ…” I wheezed, dragging the words out. Yanking her head off the wall, I bit her cheek and thrust hard.

“Oh!” she squealed, reaching behind to grab my sides.

My mouth gaping, my eyes rolled back, I was dumbstruck, pushing her further into me. “You have never…” I choked with a grunt. “Been so goddamn tight.”

“Daddy!”

Growling, I snatched her off the wall, stumbled to my sofa, and threw her over the back. Grabbing her hips, I pounded into her with rage and animalistic urges. She was screaming, a leg bending at the knee, her foot rising in the air.

“Ow, ow, oh, shit!”

Grabbing that ankle, I shoved it toward her ass to force her thighs further apart. Holding the back of her neck, I howled through clenched teeth and lost control, no longer coherent of what I was doing.

“Goddamn, Daddy!” she sniveled. “Harder, harder!”

Grunting, I bent forward and gave my kitten what she wanted, vaguely aware of the blood dripping to the floor between our feet.

“I’m there, baby. Oh, god, I’m gonna cum so hard.”