‘What are you keeping it for?’
‘Because one day, when the time is right, I’m going to stuff your virginity right back in your dirty cunt and fuck it out of you for a second time.’
Herexpression made me laugh, her eyebrows almost hitting her hairline with surprise.
‘Now?’she asked after a moment, lust filling those sparkly eyes.
‘Not tonight,’I said, slapping her ass on the way past. ‘There are some things I need to prepare first.’
‘You really are a freak,’she laughed.
I ran a hand through my hair and shrugged. ‘Sorry, Princess.’
Her eyes darkened. ‘Don’t be. I like it.’
‘Dirty girl.’
‘Hurry back and I’ll show you how dirty I can be.’
Damn.
My girl had found her fire.
Ilovedit.
EPILOGUE
IZZY
My feet burned with the cold as I ran naked through the woods. Branches scratched at my skin while my visible pants of breath clouded around my face.
‘Where are you, slut?’Emmett’s voice rang out somewhere to my left.
A bird burst out of one of the snow-dusted pines when I crashed past it, making me shriek.
‘There you are.’
Emmett stood, rim-lit by the last orange glow of the setting sun.
Glancing to my right, I saw the cabin. If I made it back before being caught, he’d have to come to my dorm next weekend, something he didn’t enjoy as much as having me out in the sticks. I couldn’t blame him. The other students looked at him like he was some kind of monster. An old creep who made me moan long into the night.
Bet they secretly touchedthemselvesto the sound of him growling through the walls, though.
If he caught me, he got to use the bloody snow he kept in his freezer.
A grin spread over his face as he took a step toward me. With our sizedifference, I knew I was faster.
The cold slowed me, my feet frozen from our chase through the woods. He’d carried me naked over his shoulder before dumping me in the clearing and giving me a thirty-second head start.
Still, seeing his thick-muscled, towering body heading toward me sent a thrill deep between my thighs. He held a coil of rope in one hand, a menacing glint in his eyes.
Fuck, even two months on from our Christmas reunion, the sight of him did unholy things to me.
He took another step, and I turned, racing for the cabin. My hair whipped back around my shoulders as I dodged tree roots and uneven ground.
His harsh breaths followed me, the loud footsteps making my heart race.
So close…