Page 159 of Hell Breaks Loose

“Evan! Remember…” I scream.

And he tips his head back, a deep, powerful moan rising into a shout of sheer, raw ecstasy tearing from his throat. “Hell!”

“Yes! Harder!” I’m whimpering, my arms giving out with the overwhelming pulses of bliss surging through me. Dropping onto my back, all I can to is hold onto the edge of the table as he comes undone, barreling toward a monumental release as I roar toward the edge of oblivion. The only thing I can feel is his unyielding cock, pumping life and lust into me, taking me away from fear and worry, blasting away every horrible thing that’s happened to us.

Because this is my love, Evan.

He’s here. With me now.

We’re joined, and nothing can tear us apart.

Uncontrollable quakes rocket up my hamstrings, out through my toes.

Then another wave, buffeting my ecstasy-addled mind with more pleasure than I can handle.

Because I thought I would never see him again.

Because I love him more than I can bear.

“Hellena!” He falls over me, burying his cry in my chest, then my lips, silencing my own rumbling whine, sounds I can’t keep into the unwinding, untethering climax roaring through me.

When the hurricane subsides, he’s shaking.

I can barely move.

And I could stay like this forever.

But he tenses, pulling away.

“Evan?” I slide off the table, our sex spilling down my legs, a beautiful disaster.

He bites his lip, stumbling away, his eyes looking a bit wild.

“I…”

“It’s okay. You’re safe.”

But he’s slipping away. Blinking rapidly. He scoops up his clothes suddenly.

And before I can say another word, he’s bolting for the door, out into the night.

I chase him, covering myself with a sheet, calling after him.

But he’s gone.

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HELLENA

“He’s still in there.”

“Be that as it may, he’s a liability. What if he goes straight back to Rachelle, tells her everything Cynthia told us?” Sing has become a little too chatty lately.

Only with me, though.

A fact that I actually appreciate for what it is. Even if I don’t want to hear what he has to say right now.

“I don’t think he heard anything. And I trust him. What could he share that she could use against us, anyway?”

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