Page 59 of Hate Me

“Fuck off.”

“Apparently, in the last eighteen months since you’d had it, you’ve watched that thing one hundred and twenty five times.” Off my look, he said, “Yeah, the tech can determine that too.”

Shit.

“Missed me, beautiful?”

“It was to remind myself to stay the fuck away from all the destructiveness and toxicity being with you and the boys brought to my life the last time around.”

Damn, that was a good one.

“You mean all the destructiveness you think you brought to our lives?”

I choked. “What?”

He reached out and fingered my curls and I swallowed hard at the wave of awareness that rolled through me at the sweet familiarity of his touch. Even just with my hair. “Even before when you were pulling away, that was a big part of your reason for it, wasn’t it? You thought you were breaking us, hurting us? Especially me with how intense I was with you. It’s why you’re putting up these walls right now.”

“These walls are because I have a mission and the three of you restraining me here is fucking all over that.”

“Because Jett took from you. Your mom, your home, and the three of us.”

“Stop,” I ground out, moving to jerk my head away.

But he was there suddenly grasping my jaw, forcing my gaze straight to his. “We’re right back where we were before, beautiful. You with your lies and a shitload of denial. Remember what happened last time? How I drew it out of you?”

He startled me then as he suddenly climbed onto the bed and straddled me. “First by claiming your body and having that succumb to me, then your mind, and, finally, your heart.”

“Don’t do this, Sebastian.”

“No? So, you don’t want me to alleviate that need that’s been bubbling up inside you for the last two years, one you couldn’t satiate? One I’m sure is a raging fucking fire now you’re back here with us, all those memories taking you over?”

“Don’t.”

He grasped my jaw again, this time a lot harder, intensity radiating through his touch and fucking burning through me. “Tell me you don’t want me to touch you, Sky. Tell me you don’t want me to take away this ache.”

I squeezed my eyes shut.

A sudden slap to my breast over my tank had them snapping open again all too soon.

“You don’t get to hide from this. You’ve had two years of that.” He slapped my other breast. Hard. The sting sent a jolt of need straight to my core. As if it wasn’t already bad enough seeing him again and now having him literally on me. “Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want me, that you can’t feel this pull between us taking you over as much as it’s fucking taking me over.”

“Sebastian.”

“Stop calling me that like we’re just acquaintances.”

“We are now.”

“No,” he growled, leaning in and giving my throat a long, slow lick. Sparks of sensation traveled through my body and I had to fist my hands in the cuffs to stop myself from showing a visible reaction. “I know you inside and out, Sky.” Another sensual lick, this time, across my clavicle. “I’ve tasted every part of you, taken you everywhere. I know what makes you tick.” He slicked over the tops of my breasts. God. “I know what gets under your skin. I’ve had your screams, your tears, your laughs, your gorgeous smiles. I’ve even had your anger. Your lows, yours highs. Agony and ecstasy.” His knee shifted between my legs and he nudged against my pussy. “I’ve had every fucking thing from you, just like you’ve had every fucking thing from me.” He lifted his head and then traced his fingers lightly over my lips. “And after all this time, I still feel it from you, that connection, that fucking bond we forged, Sky. Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t.”

“Argh!” I yelled, tugging at the chains and rattling them wildly. “You’re fucking up everything!”

“Right back at you, baby.”

He’d been keeping himself in check, for the most part, since he’d come in here and started playing these fucking mind games to screw with me and get under my skin in the way only he, Caleb, and Caspian could. But that cracked as he spoke those words, and I saw a dangerous cocktail of pain and malice glinting in his eyes.

“You shouldn’t have brought me back here!” I screamed, rattling the chains again.

He wrapped his hands around them, stopping me, forcing me to still.

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