Page 41 of Not Your Hero

“So what if I want to sleep with you?” I ask, curious what he’ll say.

“Do you want to sleep with me?”

“No. I’m just asking what would happen,” I answer Gannix as he shoves to his feet and walks toward me. Maybe I shouldn’t have said shit to him because now I can see the darkness in his eyes as he stalks across the room. I tip my head back so I can look up at him as he looms over me. He reaches out and runs his fingers along my lips as my breathing picks up a little.

“What would happen is this. I would have to drug you. Not a lot. Just enough so you don’t see what I don’t want you to see. Then I’d take you and fuck you just the way you like. I’d make you come, make you tremble, and beg for more. I’d give into every dark fantasy I have, and I’d make you love every minute of it.” My eyes are locked with his as my lips part, and he slowly slipstwo fingers into my mouth. Without thinking about it, I close my mouth and suck his fingers.

Gannix bites his lip as he watches me and I don’t think I’ve seen anything sexier than that in my life. I keep sucking as I see his cock growing harder in his jeans. With my free hand, I reach over and place my hand on it, slightly squeezing. Gannix groans loudly, his cock jerking in my hand.

“You have to be careful, baby. I might think you really want me,” he warns huskily. He’s right. I do want him, but not in the way he wants. He wants me to love him, but all I want is the sex. So I suck his fingers harder before he pulls them free and leans down quickly, taking my lips with his.

He kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. My insides tremble, and heat builds in my core. My pussy begs for more, but as quickly as he is there, he pulls away from me.

I stare up at him as my chest rises and falls rapidly. Gannix reaches into his pocket and pulls out a key, reaching across me and unlocking the cuff, freeing my arm. He’s already removed the IV yesterday since the antibiotics worked like they were supposed to.

“There’s clothing in the bathroom as well as female products for you to use,” he says before stepping back and giving me space.

“I can get up?”

“You’re free to roam, but as I said, don’t try to escape because I’ll know.” I nod my head, just happy to be able to get off this damn bed. I shove to the edge and attempt to stand, but my legs nearly give out. Gannix catches me easily and steadies me on my feet. “Take it slow. You’ve been down for a while.” I nod my head, my hand resting on his shoulder as I steady myself. When I feelokay, I let go and make my way naked to the bathroom. He’s seen me naked before, so why be shy about it now?

Chapter 23

Gannix

Emerson has been good this last week. She’s roamed the house but hasn’t tried anything, which I’m thankful for.

Sleep has been easy with her in the room, but tonight, I can’t seem to get comfortable. I roll onto my side, and that’s when I see her. Her t-shirt is hiked up around her hips, her hand between her legs. I know Emerson likes sex. She craves it and not having it has to be taken a toll on her.

I watch her slip her fingers in and out of her pussy. Her eyes are closed, her lips parted but she isn’t getting there herself. The thought of going over there and doing it for her crosses my mind but I want to watch her, want to see her do it.

Her soft pants become a little louder as she rocks her hips against her fingers. I lick my lips, my cock hardening as I watch her. Then suddenly, she pulls her hand away and drops it down next to her. She didn’t finish, and we can’t have that.

I throw the blanket back just as she opens her eyes and looks over at me.

“You want to come, baby?” I ask her. She licks her lips but doesn’t say anything. I pat the bed next to me, and I wait to see if she comes or not. At first, she doesn’t move, so I shrug and throw the blanket back into place, but then she shoves herself up and moves toward the bed. She climbs on, and I move quickly.

I lay her on her back and grab the pillow, shaking it out of the case before securing it around her wrists above her head. Her eyes widen as she watches me slowly slide down her body.

“Keep them up there,” I tell her. She nods her head as I slip my hands under her shirt. The feel of her skin against mine is the best feeling I’ve ever had. But the scars that linger? From him? They piss me off and fuel my need to find and kill him.

I spread Em’s legs and lower myself down between them, running my tongue along her pussy. She’s wet from touching herself but not as wet as I can make her.

I dip my tongue inside her, tasting her before pulling it free and flicking her clit. She gasps and lifts her hips, shoving her pussy in my face, and I can do nothing but groan. I knew her body wanted me. I knew she craved to be fucked by me.

“Don’t move,” I tell her as I sink my teeth into her clit. Emerson screams, crying out for me. Her hands come down, wrapping around my head, and I stop what I’m doing. I reach up and shove her arms away from me.

“I said don’t move, Emerson. If you move again, I will fucking bring you to the edge and leave you there.” Her head lifts, her eyes locking with mine to see if I’m being serious.

When her head drops back down on the pillow, she raises her hands back above her head and I get back to work.

Her body trembles the more I lick, and that’s exactly how I want her. I slip a finger inside her, tugging at her insides, massaging what I know drives her crazy. Emerson writhes on the bed but keeps her hands where I told her to.

I begin to fuck her with my fingers, adding another, then another, until my whole fucking hand is inside her. I curl it into a fist and begin pumping it in and out of her.

“That’s … it’s too much!” She cries out, but I don’t stop.

“You’re going to squirt for me like this, Emerson,” I tell her.

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