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I lap my tongue at him every time he pulls back, and flatten it each time he pushes into my throat. We find a rhythm together, but he suddenly pulls out just as I am finding the edge of my own orgasm again. The remote clicks and the toy abruptly stops, making me whimper.

“Shh, it’s okay, Love.” Cillian bends down and helps me stand, causing the toys to slip out. I feel so empty it aches.

He tugs one of the knots, causing the ties on my arms to fall to the ground.

“What are you doing?” I ask, wondering if I did something wrong.

Instead of answering, he presses his lips to mine and pulls me into his arms. My legs wrap around him, and as soon as I’m settled against his body, his cock plunges inside me.

I moan into his mouth, his piercing flicking out to play with my tongue. I love the feeling of the metal as he pushes it into my mouth while simultaneously thrusting into me.

My back slams into a wall, and Cillian starts up a brutal rhythm, rolling his hips in a way that has him hitting a new spot inside me.

“Killer,” I breathe.

“Yes, Sweetheart. Tell me what you need.”

His tongue trails a path down my neck as he nips and sucks my flesh, marking me in a way I have craved ever since the last one was cut off of me.

“I need you,” I confess. “I need you to mark me.” My fingers dive into his hair, pushing him into me. He sucks hard, and I cry out in pleasure right before he pulls back.

Cillian grins, looking down at his drawing table and rubs charcoal on his thumb. Then, he lifts it to my forehead, marking me with an X.

“Is that what you needed, to be claimed as mine?” He stares at the spot, satisfaction written all over his face, but I shake my head.

“I need more,” I beg him. He picks up his pace, watching between us as he drives every inch of himself into me.

“Tell me what you want, Love.”

“Own me.” I meet his thrusts as much as I can before pulling his head back to look him in the eyes. “Destroyme.”

I let a tear fall. His lips part before he leans in to lick it away. And I come undone for him. My walls milk his cock for all it’s worth just as he stills inside of me. I can feel him filling me up in the most delicious way as our lips tangle together.

It’s sweet and possessive and everything I could have ever dreamed of. Cillian is mine, and no one is going to take him away from me. I would fight the demons of the underworld and all the angels in heaven before I ever let anyone separate us again.

He was my first. And although he won’t be my last, he will be my forever.

“I love you,” I whisper when we break apart to breathe.

“I will never stop loving you.”

It’s a vow and a promise I have no doubt both of us will be taking to our graves.

Chapter 39

“Boss, you need to see this.”

One of my men enters the room, setting a laptop in front of me. I’ve been pursuing Nessa for months, ever since my team lost her. I refuse to accept that she has just disappeared into thin air.

Speaking of the red-haired beauty, her picture appears on the screen in front of me, and I press the play button. She’s standing with a group of men I happen to know all too well, and one woman I might actually be afraid of crossing.

It looks as if they are all walking around the truck that belonged to one of my men. The one who was shot because he could not keep his mouth shut. Too many men think that they can boast about my jobs to those outside of the Reapers and not be punished for leaking private information.

It was because of him that I had to move my investmentsagain, which is becoming quite expensive. Children should know to sit down and do as they’re told, be seen and not heard. Yet, some of the chattel being trained in my camps still choose to fight the authority figures. Perhaps I will pay them a visit soon and show them exactly what happens when you question me.

I could simply kill them, and I still might if they become too difficult. However, my experience has taught me that those who do not fear easily become the best soldiers. Now, the only step left is to break them so that they can be re-made inmyimage.

Ever since the Prime Minister found a bug planted on him, I have been curious who was following my people, trying to get to my investments.

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