Page 47 of Twisted Empire

“Only for you,” I moaned. “I’d do anything. Always.”

He fucked me harder, deeper, water violently sloshing around our legs. I was reminded of the time he fucked me up against the wall in the Finishing School as the island slowly flooded around us. Wet, hot, intense. Perfect.

I let out another loud groan as a powerful pressure built deep within me, and then I screamed, crashing on the waves of an orgasm as it ripped through me.

Elias held me steady as he plunged in and out of me, and then he was overcome too, shooting his hot seed into me as he let out a deep, guttural grunt.

With shaky limbs, I sat back in the water, letting the heat soothe my aching pussy. “That was unexpected,” I murmured.

Elias pulled me closer to him, strong arms wrapping around me. “Why? You know I want you all the time.”

I let my head fall back onto his chest. “I know. I just thought after the day we’ve had, you might want to wash and go to bed as soon as possible.”

“Nothing’s gonna stop me from wanting you, Doll,” Elias muttered, lips only inches from my ear. “And nothing’s gonna stop me from trying to live like we’re already free.”

I smiled serenely. “I like the sound of that. It’s nice to pretend there’s nothing wrong for a while.”

“It’ll be real soon enough. We’re gonna get out of here and get rid of anyone standing in our way. Trust me. Nothing’s gonna stop us.”

“You really think everything will be okay?” I asked softly.

“Yes. We’re not going to be stuck here forever like trapped rats,” he said, voice laced with a mixture of determination and fury. “You believe me, don’t you?”

I turned my head to look at him. His eyes were bright, blazing with intent.

Flames licked at my core at the sight, but this time, it wasn’t from lust. It was adrenaline and willpower. His bravery was seeping into me bit by bit, and I knew he was right. This beautiful place was fine for now, but not forever. We didn’t belong here. We belonged out in the real world, and we deserved to feel safe there. Free and happy. Not hunted like deer in a forest. Like every Artemis Festival hostess who came before me.

I swallowed hard at the thought. All those women died for no reason other than sick entertainment, and none of them even had a hope of escape. But I did. I was lucky enough to have Elias by my side, always fighting for me, doing anything and everything he could to ruin all those men who wanted me dead.

In the end, that’s all they were: sick, pathetic, ugly-as-sin men. Elias was miles above them in every possible way, and one day, I knew he’d fulfil his promise of destroying every single one of the putrid pricks.

And just like that, I was no longer afraid of Crown and Dagger. Instead, I was angry. Furious, in fact, my blood boiling with the kind of emotion that made me want to scream and throw things, made me want to hunt down every last one of them and gouge their eyes out with my fingernails while Elias held them down.

They were the ones who should be scared. Not us.

“Tatum?” Elias looked at me quizzically. I hadn’t replied yet.

I nodded. “I believe you,” I said. “We’re going to take all those bastards down. But for now, I just want you to kiss me, and I don’t want you to stop...”

I wasn’t tired and set on going to bed anymore. I was wide awake. Pulsing with energy. Burning bright as the sun and completely, utterly alive.

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