Page 246 of Vile Boys

But it’s too late.

The knife drops to the floor.

I grip Ares’s bloodied face with both hands and kiss him harder than I have ever kissed a man before, pouring out all my love into this soul that’s been crushed again and again until nothing was left of his heart but broken shards and dust. And with every kiss I can feel his heart rebuild itself piece by piece, his lips siphoning the life straight out of my mouth.

All this pain and suffering will end with me and with these kisses, chaining our hearts until eternity. Because this … this admission of him sacrificing his goddamn soul for my father has instantly unraveled every inch of my hatred and replaced it with adoration.

When my lips unlatch from his, there’s a moment of disbelief churning in his gray eyes, and I stare at him with equal bewilderment at my own desires finally coming to their right.

Suddenly, he grips my waist with both hands, smashing his lips onto mine as he comes to a stand while kissing me with such deliciously cruel lips I’m swept away. He lifts me up in his arms, our tongues still entangled, and he sets me down on his desk, swiping aside every important paper to kiss me so deeply I nearly melt away in his arms.

He’s never claimed me like this before, so impassioned, filled with unchained need and desire.

“Fuck,” he groans into my mouth. “Should’ve killed me when you had the chance, little rose, because I won’t be able to hold back now.”

“Don’t. Don’t hold back,” I murmur between his feverish kisses.

“You don’t fucking know what you’re asking for,” he grumbles. “I’m not capable of restraint. All I know is how to make people submit and use them.”

My eyes connect with his as they sparkle with a kind of greed that’s almost too heavy to contain. “Then make me submit and use me.”

Ares

One second.One fucking second.

That’s how long I could stop myself before I completely devour her.

I smash my lips onto hers and taste my own damn desire on her, the sweet taste of fucking victory over my own damn decrepit mind. Her lips undo me. Every kiss of hers is like morphine, sweet, sweet relief injected straight into my veins.

Every cell in my body comes alive when our mouths connect.

Her kiss unraveled everything I thought I knew about myself and every inch of resistance I still had left in my brokenhearted body.

There is nothing I have left to give. I’ve already offered her my life and my soul, and I don’t want either of them back if it means having to release her heart from the cage I put it in.

Her heart belongs to me.

Shebelongs tome.

“Mine,” I growl, and I slide my lips across her neck and bury my teeth into her shoulder. Her whimpers and cries are like music to my ears as I suck up the blood off her delectable skin.

All the purity she once held has been tainted by me, and I don’t regret it, not for one single second.

I gave her a way out.

I gave her my fucking death on a silver platter.

Instead, she ensnared my heart just like I’ve roped in hers.

And fuck me, nothing could give this damaged soul more life than her offering herself to me.

“Ours,” Caleb says, wringing himself loose from Blaine’s grip, only to march right at us. “And if you want her … you share with us.”

Caleb grips her arm and turns her around, away from me, only to smash his lips onto hers, and I realize at that moment we’ve both been fighting our deepest desires …

It’s about time we surrendered.

I lick her skin and run my tongue along her neck until I find his mouth against hers and kiss them both at the same time, rolling my tongue around his and her mouth until our tongues are entwined and our moans meld into each other.

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