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He doesn’t move, his eyes like stone. “You remembered,” he whispers, nipping at my ear. “Stick it in deeper, baby. Make me bleed just like I told you.”
I shift beneath his weight. “I mean it, Remy. I will kill you before you ever have a chance to kill me.” I nip at his lips. “Has a sacrifice ever killed one of your precious bloodlines? Or do you just collect poor innocent souls?”
“Fucking hell,” Tommy says, standing over me. “Didi, that’s so sexy.”
“Shut up, Tommy,” Remy grumbles and directs his attention to me. “I’ll take it you spoke with Lucy.”
I smile. “We had a quick conversation.”
His eyes blaze, and I keep the knife tip in his side. He could easily snatch it from me, but he doesn’t.
Staring down at me, his dark hair covers his eyes. “Do it. It would make your life easier.”
“Remy.”
“Do it, Didi! It’s either that or you die, or worse, you end up like Lucy. And that’s only if Talia doesn’t kill you herself.”
My breath squeezes in my chest and tears sting my eyes. I should kill him; I should watch him bleed before he does the same to me. Instead, I lay frozen beneath him while Tommy watches.
Remy makes no motion to take away the knife still digging into his flesh. Instead, he runs his hands up my sides. My hand trembles, the grip on the knife impossibly tight. He leans down so his lips are mere inches from mine, and his body softens.
“I love you, Diana,” he says. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, too,” I whisper, and I slowly release my hold.
“You need to surrender to me, baby. Give yourself over to us.”
The weight of his gaze nearly kills me as the tension in my body ceases and the knife clatters to the ground. “I trust you,” I whisper in the dark.
He presses himself inside me, splitting me open with how hard he thrusts. I moan as he starts to pump. My pussy contracts around him, and I relax as he pushes himself deeper, harder, desperate.
“God, little lamb,” he murmurs, hooking my legs with his arms, drawing them up toward my chest. “If I knew you’d feel this good, I would have fucked you the day I saw you.”
I cry out from the pain as he rips me open. I turn to see Tommy watching, and he takes my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my wrist. It’s a small thing, but it relaxes me completely. Remy pushes himself further inside, and I squeeze, urging him closer.
Following the initial shock, my body starts to heat, and every thrust makes my insides explode. I am finally granted blissful release.
As I surrender to Remy, the pain, hurt, and despair that have defined my life vanish in an instant. Almost immediately, pain transforms into pleasure, as if we were made for each other.
“You like that, little lamb? You like me fucking you while Tommy watches?”
“Yeah,” I moan, moving my hands to my breasts and stomach. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He keeps going, pumping and fucking me until his body tenses and he releases inside me. He pulls his cock out and rubs it over my clit, spreading his cum all over me. I lay my head back and close my eyes for only a moment as sleep threatens to overcome me.
Remy slaps my pussy, causing my eyes to pop back open. “Wake up. We’re not done. Turn onto your stomach.”
I’m out of breath, but I do as he asks—partly because I’ll do anything he ever says, and partly because I’m vibrating. My pussy is still pulsing with need as I twist around, and Remy runs his hand along my back.
Tommy’s on the side of the bed, watching me with his shaggy hair stroking his cock, and I stare up at him through my white lashes. Our eyes meet, and for a moment, I appreciate the boyishness about him. “Have you calmed down?” I ask him.
He shakes his head slowly, and I realize he still has that crazed look in his eyes. “No.”
Oh no…
“Now open your mouth, firefly.”
TOMMY
