His eyes. He was wearing his eyes.
Alex and Asher were staring down at me, watching me as I was about to come.
“No. No. No…”
“You say no like it’s an option, Little Wraith. Shh. Let go. Let that pussy come,” he demanded, thrusting harder into me, faster, fucking me without mercy with his perfectly prepared toy.
“Let him watch from hell as you come undone. Make him watch the pleasure you deserve to feel. Revel in his pain as you come on my cock, looking into the eyes of the monster who raped you. Take back that fucking control Little Wraith. He doesn’t ever get to use you again.
You use him. Use him to come on my fucking cock, baby girl.”
The orgasm hit me like a fucking dam bursting, the power and freedom spraying free of me and coating Asher. He smiled wide, his face dripping with my orgasm.
The taxidermy dick laid beside me as he pumped hard and came into my ass, my own come and his dripping onto my pussy and stomach from his lips, his chin, and his cock.
I didn’t let him leave me after he came. I kept him inside me, just listening to his heartbeat as we both found our breathing.
“Thank you,” I said, never feeling so free or alive.
He didn’t say anything. He just looked at me, pulling out the contact lenses he had made and tossing them to the side, his own beautiful eyes staring back at me.
He let his lips trail over mine, the kiss so sweet it was like a message in itself.
At that moment, I felt a fear like I had never felt.
I…loved this man.
The man sent to kill me, and the one I was supposed to kill, made me fall in fucking love with him.
I swallowed hard. “I think I fucked up Asher Ballard.”
He pulled off of me enough to look at my face as I chewed my lip and sighed.
“Why, Little Wraith, what’s wrong?”
I felt like love was something meant for fairy tales. I never loved anyone except for maybe Cali in my own way. This waslike…I didn’t know how to go on about my life without this annoying man.
“I think I…” I said, unsure how to even say what I felt. “I know you always felt like you didn’t belong. I have, too. We are so similar in so many ways, yet so different. I don’t know anything about what the future holds, but I know that I…I fell in love with you.”
Now he looked scared and serious when he said, “Well, then I am fucked too because god help me.”
He kissed my lips hard, looking at the etched marking of his name on my skin. “I belong to you, Echo. I want you. I don’t know anything other than the fact I’ve fallen in love with you too.”
Son of a bitch.
There were no written rules, of course, but an assassin wasn’t supposed to fall for their fucking target.
You’re in too deep, Ballard…
We were going to take down the agency, but how was that going to work when I would be more focused on keeping her safe?
She couldn’t be part of this fucking fight. She needed to be safe, or none of this was worth it. The woman lived her life in a damn gilded cage, and she was finally free of it all.
She still had a fucking stuffed animal.
I walked down to the basement, and I needed to drag the stinking, mangled corpse of ole boy Alex out of there before he started to stink. When I got to the door, I noticed it was open, the chair still on its side, and the pool of blood abandoned.
What.