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“I can’t-I need-I need to come,” I yell, trying my best not to squirm.

“I want you to see how you fall apart with my tongue between your legs and my fire on your skin,” Killian says before ripping away the cloth. The light burns my eyes first before I am faced with Killian between my legs, his hands holding a lighter and a cloth with his dark eyes staring into mine. “Watch me make this pretty pussy come with the touch of my tongue and the burn of my flame,” Killian says before taking a long lick of me.

I throw my head back, but Killian doesn't like that, so he swipes the cold cloth on my stomach making me look back down.

He lights his flame against my stomach, and I see fire playing on my stomach.

I know I should be scared but instead I can’t help but feel the pleasure from the burn.

Killian flicks his tongue against my clit and says, “come.”

I moan Killian’s name as he keeps going, licking me and burning me.

It’s all too much.

The pleasure and burn is all too intense.

I can’t do anything except scream Killian’s name and clench my thighs around him.

Forty-Five

Killian

We haveto go back soon.

I’ve been counting down the days since we got to this island until we have to go back but I don’t want to.

But Reign isn’t like me.

She doesn’t have a broken family where her mom is dying or where her dad is a dick who doesn’t care about his kids.

She won’t understand running away when she has such a good thing going on at home while I just have a fucked-up ending.

We’re sitting on the beach right now.

It’s peaceful.

She’s wrapped in my arms, leaning her whole body against my chest as she listens to my heart while I feel hers beating against her chest. We’re looking up at the stars and just enjoying each other’s presence.

We have to leave soon.

We’ve been here for almost a month, but I know we have to go back because the gala is in a month. We have to do our own separate preparations for the gala, and I have to let Reign get her normal life back.

“What do you think will happen?” Reign asks.

The ending.

No, you or me or us.

“I wish I knew,” I say, instead of exposing my truth. Anything is better than the truth, I think to myself while feeling my heart thump against my chest as if it knows. I swear all this fucking stress is making me feel weaker as days go by and it almost feels like fire is constantly surrounding my heart. “It all feels better when I’m with you.”

“I think we’ll be okay. I have hope.” My sweet, innocent girl. My sweet innocent Star who’s never been hurt by the world. She has so much hope and holds stars in her eyes that she doesn’t even know. I don’t say anything. I hold her closer to me and kiss the side of her head before resting my head on her shoulder. Reign looks down at my arms and she trails her finger along my tattoos. “What do your tattoos mean? You have so many.”

“Pick one and I’ll tell you,” I whisper in her ear.

I can’t see her face, even though I wish I could, but I know she’s probably smiling. She points to the dagger going through the ace card on my arm.

“That represents my parents' love. I may not like my dad most of the time, but I will always envy him and my mom’s love.”

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