Page 6 of Don't Look Away

She screams so loud, I’m sure the entire house can hear us, but I don’t give a fuck. I need this. I need to break her, for both our sakes.

“Say it,” I say, sitting back on my haunches, the breath sawing from my lungs. “Say you’re mine, Lux.”

She doesn’t respond, though. Instead, she reaches down and starts rubbing her own clit. I can see the desperation in her eyes, the desperation, and the pure outrage.

So stubborn.

Harshly, I yank her hand away from her clit, then take the other wrist and hold them both over her head. She squirms beneath me, snapping at me like a goddamn demon. “Fucking bastard!” she screams again.

I shift so my cock is just inside her entrance, teasing us both. The second I’m fully seated inside her, I know I’m going to come. It’ll be seconds, at most. So I need to make this count.

“Say it,” I tell her again with more calm than I feel. That tightness in my chest is almost unbearable, and I feel the strong need to lash out. But I keep it together somehow, staring into those beautiful green eyes, unflinching, my jaw set.

“You’re not wearing a condom,” she says like she’s trying to distract me from the battle of wills that’s happening right now.

“That’s because you’re going to take all of me, Little Rabbit,” I say. “Every last fucking drop. No barriers. Nothing between us.”

With my free hand, I take my cock in hand and drag it down her wet slit, then back up again, applying just a little pressure to her clit. She shifts her hips a little–the only range of movement she has—hungry for more friction.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly, and her eyes squeeze shut. This is torture for her, I know. It’s torture for me, too. But I need to hear those words fall from her lips. I need them like I need the air in my lungs.

“Okay,” she says finally. “I’m yours, Roman. I’m yours. Please, just…I need you.”

Still holding her arms above her head, I lean down and brush my mouth against her lightly. This gentleness conceals the black pool of rage boiling just beneath the surface. “Swear it,” I say slowly.

I don’t know the point of any of this. When she finds out who I am, she’ll run so far, and so fast in the opposite direction, that I’ll never be able to find her.

I need to know I’m a part of her.

I need to know I’m branded on her soul.

“Swear it, Lux,” I say again.

Everything around us stops, and there’s only the two of us in that moment. My heart is beating so loudly in my own ears, that I’m worried I won’t hear her speak.

All of the frantic passion of a few seconds ago melts away for that brief moment, and she looks up at me with so much sincerity, that my chest pulls tight. I can’t breathe.

“I’m yours, Roman. I swear.”

My black heart soars, and I swear to God, there’s no better high than hearing those words fall from her lips. Releasing her wrists, I grip her hips and shove my cock into her. She screams at the top of her lungs and grips my shoulders, her blunt fingernails digging painfully into my skin.

I move to capture her mouth in a kiss, but she snaps at me, catching my bottom lip between her teeth. She’s gone fucking feral, snapping at me, pulling, clawing, her hips rising and falling in a desperate search for release.

I have to hold her arms down to keep her from lashing out as I plunge into her over and over. Within seconds of being inside her, that familiar pressure gathers at the base of my balls, and with one final thrust, I comehard. Harder than I’ve ever come in my fucking life.

We both cry out as I pump my come into her, staking my claim, consummating the vow Lux just made. She’s mine. She’s fuckingmine.

“Fuck, Lux, my God. You feel so good.” I groan, riding the wave of my climax. She’s not far behind. Within seconds, her entire body tightens, and her channel grips my cock like nothing I’ve ever felt before, milking me, greedy for every last drop of come.

When it’s all over, we’re both panting, gasping for breath, our skin slick with sweat. Normally, I’d roll off her, and then find an excuse to distance myself. But I find myself wanting to stay inside her, listening to the sound of her breathing with her warmth surrounding me.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

CHAPTERTWO

Lux

Something isreallywrong with me.

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