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I could love a mouth like this. I could love her.

My cock’s aching even as pleasure shoots in streaks through it to all parts of me. My balls rise and I grab her and pull her right in, loving the deepness then I push her almost off, gripping her with one hand and my cock with the other.

“Keep it open.”

She does.

And I come. Hard. Shooting rope after rope of cum into her mouth.

When I’m done, I pant, leaning back against the wall. “Show me, Liz.”

She does and it’s a sight, her pretty face with gobs on it, her mouth open, and a pool of white on her tongue.

“Fucking spectacular,” I say. “You can swallow.”

She does and I wipe off the gobs that landed on her. I go to help her to her feet when she surges forward, licking me, sucking, lapping at me to clean my cock and oh, fuck, is it good.

When she’s done, she runs a finger along the side of my still erect cock, along the tattoo there. “What does it say.”

“Latin.I am death.”

“Not to me.”

My eyes burn, and I tuck myself away. I help her up.

She’s unfocused, smiling, and crying. I draw her in, lick her tears and I kiss her long, slow, deep, making my claim.

I smooth back her hair. “I was probably seventeen when Igot that tattoo done. And yeah, it hurt like a fucking bitch. You’re the only one to ever ask what it says. Women just want to fuck me, not find out who I am. They don’t like what they know beyond the fucking.”

“Then they’re idiots.”

“No,” I say, being fair. “You’re the only one I’ve let in Liz. It’s a gift to you, or a curse.” Then I walk to the end wall, where it’s pooling black shadows, but it doesn’t take me long to find the hidden door. It opens with a click.

Light floods in weakly as I hold it open.

“Tell you what, Liz. You want to play? I’m going to run.”

“So, I catch you?”

“No. That’s not the game. The game is whoever catches can choose.”

Her hands clench and she picks up the hat and puts it on, then takes a few steps to me. “Choose what?”

“Whatever they want to do with the other one.”

“So why are you running?”

“To give you a chance to hide.”

And I’m gone.

Chapter

Thirty-Two

Lizette

This is crazy. I follow my nose, but this part of the Hollows is waking up and people are out and about.

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