Page 90 of Dirty Little Saint

My heart fills with so much love for this girl. “Well, then you’re definitely getting ready with me tonight so I can gush over how gorgeous you look before anyone else gets to.”

As we say goodbye and plan to see each other upstairs in my dorm apartment later, I feel like the broken cells in my body are starting to heal. Felix isn’t the only Crane with a light in him. Villette is like liquid sunshine. Just being around her eases my anxiety and calms my nerves. I’ve never met anyone like her. I’m so fucking grateful we’re back to being friends.

I find Atlas on the couch in my dorm apartment wearing navy-blue slacks and a white shirt unbuttoned at the top. His blond hair is unkempt and falling over his eyes instead of slicked back like it usually is. “Hey there, pretty girl.”

I cross the room and stand over him. “Hi, handsome. Everything all right?”

He squeezes my thighs. “I’ve been up for days making vials…”

I caress his cheek. “You should take a nap before the ball.”

He shrugs. “Nah, I’m good. I just came by to tell you that I’m not going to let what happened at the last ball happen at this one. We’re not letting you out of our sight this time.”

I shudder as I try to block out the memory of Jessamine luring me into the woods. “I know… Villette and I made up. She’s going to get ready here with me in a few hours.”

He flashes me a toothy grin. “Good. I knew she’d come around. No one can resist you, love.”

I bend down and plant a soft kiss on his lips. “I think you’re a bit biased.”

Fuck knows there are plenty of people who want nothing to do with me. Like half of my family, for starters.

He pulls me down onto his lap. “I also wanted to tell you that I don’t need a sigil to want to protect you. Back at the Graves Estate… I acted like an asshole that night. I’ve followed those men blindly for so long that I didn’t think you needed protecting from them. But I shouldn’t have let you go down to that ritual room. That will never happen again.”

“Shhh, it’s okay. We’re past that now.” I kiss his cheeks.

He presses his forehead to mine. “I’m going to murder every single initiate who defiled you.”

Sweat beads on our skin. “The vials?”

He nods. “Death by poison is slow and painful. It’s what they deserve.”

When I think back to when I first met this man till now, it’s almost like he’s a different person. Still deviant and unhinged as fuck, but there’s a selflessness there now that wasn’t before. An empathy that didn’t exist until recently.

He’s strong and magnetic and strikingly gorgeous. But on the inside, he’s so much more. He’s bittersweet melancholy mixed with mischief and mayhem.

I spin around, lifting my leg to straddle him. To look him deep in the eyes. “I love you, Atlas.”

He pulls me to him and covers my mouth with his, kissing me soft and sweet. “I love you so fucking much, baby. My pretty girl.”

I pull down his zipper and free his cock from his pants. “I’m such a slut for you,” I coo in his ear.

He chuckles as he lifts my skirt and pulls my panties to the side. “Mmm, show me.”

I sit on his cock and slide all the way down. We both let out a gasp. “I’m going to wrinkle your suit.”

He grabs my hips and thrusts into me. “Fuck this suit. I don’t even like it that much.”

My laugh is cut off by a moan as his cock swells inside me, stuffing me to the brim. “Well, in that case,” I breathe. I rip his shirt open, sending buttons flying across the hardwood floors. I drag my nails down his chiseled chest, admiring every curve and line of his muscles. I bite my lip as I ride him.

He grabs my throat and yanks me forward until our lips meet. He crushes them, bruising them with his hunger for my mouth. Our tongues swirl together feverishly, greedily.

I rock my hips back and forth, desperate for release. My sigils burn, crackling as they come alive on my skin.

He lets out a loud moan as I bounce up and down. “Don’t stop. Fuck. Just like that.”

My clit spasms before spreading down my slit and then deep inside my core. I throw my head back and scream as my orgasm consumes me. “Uhhh. Oh, my fucking… Atlas.”

“That’s it. Cum for me, pretty girl. Fuck, let me fill you.” He yanks my hips down hard. I feel his cock swell and throb against my core. “Mmm. Oh, shit. Here it comes.”

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