Page 103 of The Edge of Never

“What are you doing?”

“Go back in the hoose, Kit.”

“No, you come back in. You’re going to hurt yourself doing that.”

“Am no gonnae fucking hurt mahself. Am fine.”

I dropped my hands and stepped up to the edge of the deck.

“You’ll hurt your ankle and it’ll take longer for it to heal. Come inside and we can talk about this.”

“No, am tae fucking angry tae talk. That friend of yers is a terrible fucking person.”

“So what? You’re taking out your anger on the wood?”

“Aye, I fucking am.”

I stared at him for a long moment, watching the way his muscles flexed as he brought the axe down again. I shouldn’t have found him so attractive when he was angrily cutting wood, but I did. I wanted all of those muscles on me, pushing me down and forcing me to do whatever he wanted.

“Take it out on me instead.”

Thane paused mid-swing, his head whipping up to me.

“What did ye just say?”

“Come take it out on me.”

He blinked several times. His mouth thinned and his eyes grew concerned.

“Am no gonnae hit someone. Chopping wood is safer for all of us.”

I cocked my head to the side.

“I’m not asking you to hit me. I’m asking you to fuck me.”

He blinked again, still holding the axe in the air.

“I would never hit ye, Kit, that’s no what I was saying. I was talking aboot Sienna. I wannae hurt her for the shite she said tae ye but am no gonnae dae that. That’s no the kind of man I am.”

I crossed my arms over my chest.

“I know you wouldn’t hit me or anyone else. And that’s beside the point. I still want you to fuck me. Like really, would you rather be chopping that wood or forcing me to my knees and making me take it?”

He slowly lowered the axe to the ground.

“Ye want me tae fuck ye?”

“Yes.”

He set the axe against the tree trunk and took a step towards me.

“Get in the fucking hoose.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I ran across the deck, rounded the corner, and dived into the house. I could hear his footsteps as he came after me. As I turned and backed into the table, Thane walked in. He kicked off his shoes and shut the front door. Then he stalked towards me like a predator coming up on his prey. My back bowed over the table as he leaned down, pressing his hands onto it on either side of me, caging me in.

“On. Yer. Knees.”

All thoughts and words disappeared from my head. I lowered myself to the ground and knelt at his feet.

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