Page 68 of All Your Hate

“You. Yours.” She’s not just saying that. I emptied her mind by filling her body completely.

“That’s right.” I push my fingers inside her pussy putting my come back inside and she clenches. “This pussy is mine. Every drop of come inside you will belong to me. You’ll never think of another man while I’m in you. And I willalwaysbe in you. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” She may agree with my words, but I don't think she quite comprehends the extent of my obsession with her.

“You’re going to stay here with me dripping out of you and all you’re going to think of is me.”

14

BONES

I’ve not felt fear in a long time. Its icy grip is as strong as I remember.

Perhaps I should have calmed down before acting out, but it’s been a tiresome week. Having to deal with Jax and then Wynter running was all I could take.

I’d planned on leaving her locked in the car while I planted the device for Kai on Jax’s computer. Her escape attempt was inevitable. I just didn’t expect it to affect me quite so much.

I’m sipping scotch in my office when there’s a knock on the door. Crap, I forgot to change the gate code again. I go to let Luka in for yet another house call.

Wynter will hate me for what’s about to happen, but it doesn’t make me the same as Tommaso. She’ll have some freedom after this. It’s just an extra precaution to keep her safe.

“I hope you know I’m charging you triple rate for this,” Luka quips haughtily as I open the front door. He looks just as exhausted as I feel.

“Late night at the hospital?”

“Something like that,” he mutters. “Anyway, what do you need this time? Have you broken your toy already? Honestly, I thought Dean would be the first.”

“Not exactly,” I say, running my hands through my hair. “I need you to put a tracker in her.”

He looks at me like I’ve lost it. “You expect me to just have a tracker lying around in my satchel?”

“Well, do you?”

He’s quiet for a long moment before saying, “Yes.”

“Such a boy scout,” I joke as I pat him on the shoulder. “What else do you have in there?” I’m even more curious what other secrets he might be hiding now.

He glares that icy stare at me and I shut my mouth.

I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be on the wrong side of him.

After I lead him upstairs, I instruct him to wait outside the bedroom.

“Bones?” Wynter croaks out, her head turning to find me from where she’s still tied up on the bed. Her pussy and thighs covered in dry come.

“I’m here, my love. How are you feeling?” I ask as I come to her side and stroke her head. It’s been hours. She must be so sore.

“Not good. I—I really need you to untie me. Please, I’m sorry. Let me show you how sorry I am. I’ve had so much time to think and I really want to make it up to you. I’ve even been thinking of all the different ways I could.” Her voice is babyish and sweet. I bite down on my lower lip so I don’t laugh. She’s way too cute thinking she can play me like this.

“Is that right? You want to show me how sorry you are with your mouth? The doctor’s just outside, maybe he should watch. Maybe I’ll even let him have a go. I’ll take you from the front while he takes your—”

“No!” she quickly snaps. “W-why is he here?”

Her eyes are big and panicked.

Ignoring her question I tease her some more. “I’ve actually been thinking about your ass a lot since I stuck my thumb in there. I could easily fuck you like this. God, bet it’d be even tighter than your pussy with your legs all squeezed together.” I’m taunting myself as well as her. My cock’s aching again, desperate to be inside her. I’m tempted to give her a quick fuck. I could get her off first, break her mind enough for her to not resist me sinking into her.

“I can hear everything out here,” Luka calls impatiently from the other side of the door.

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