Page 60 of Mine, Forever

I stood up and turned to him. He looked positively evil with his blood-splattered body hovering over mine.

He took the knife from my hand, dropping it on the floor and pulling me to him. He pushed the strands of hair stuck with blood to my face and brushed them back out of my eyes.

“Fuck,” he breathed into my ear. “I never thought I would ever feel this way, but I know for sure now. I fucking love you.”

That was it all it took. I claimed his mouth holding our blood-covered bodies together. Pulling his hair, I let him know I was the boss right now. He groaned, dropping down to his knees and moving the teddy up my thighs to reveal my naked pussy. I followed him down to my knees and claimed his mouth, pulling my body up on his. I wrapped my legs around his hips and ground my pussy against his pants. I could feel his cock straining against the fly.

Jett fell back onto the carpet behind him, and I took over ripping his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. Raking my nails down his chest, I made patterns with the blood seeping down my hands and onto his chest. His hands gripped my hips digging his into the flesh exposed by my lifted teddy. I unleashed his belt and ripped it from the loopholes flinging it across the room without a care where it ended up. I had no time. I needed him to be naked underneath me.

I pulled his pants down enough so that I could pull his hard cock free. It took no time at all for me to have him inside me. Our blood-spattered bodies slid all over as I tried to gain a rhythm. Jett held me tight as I moved up and down on him, my hands gliding over his chest as I worked for my orgasm.

Jett’s eyes were on mine as I sped up. This orgasm was going to rock me, but I knew I needed it. I needed him so bad I could barely stand it. Jett’s hands got tighter on my hips, and I ground into him deeper, his breathing more labored. His eyes told me everything I needed to know—that he would never let me go—but I was angry. Angry at him for allowing this bitch into our house and for allowing her to touch him. I slammed down onto him knowing I was causing him pain, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care that I was hurting him. He needed to know that behavior like that wasn’t going to be tolerated.

A few more moves, and he was arching his back off the ground shooting into me. I felt his cum inside me, and some form of victory was won on my part. I don’t know what it was or where it came from, but somehow I knew he knew there was no way out of this relationship. He’d made me into this broken mess, and he was stuck with me, just like I knew I’d never be rid of him. And for some reason, that made me hot for him all over again.

Jett flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. Pulling my hair back, I could barely breathe as my throat pushed out, cutting off the air to my lungs. He slammed into me from behind one hand moving around to my clit and vigorously rubbing it.

I screamed out as the pain from my scalp and the pleasure from his rubbing and fucking went hand in hand to bring me to the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. I cried out as I came hard while looking over at the dead body left by the chaise where she had fallen.

The body I had killed for Jett.

JETT

Jesus.

I looked down at the mess in my living area. Calling a clean-up crew was out of the question—everyone knew Nic. The worst thing was Nic had introduced me to everyone in the business, Carlo being one of the first.

Did I feel upset she was gone? Hell no.

I probably should, but not one sliver of remorse. She should have listened when I told her to leave. This was her own damn fault.

The door to the apartment opened and closed. York stepped into the living area almost dropping his coffee in surprise.

“Is that—?”

“Yeah.”

He knelt down to assess the damage. “Nic never would have had her back to you.”

“She didn’t.”

“Ebony did this?”

He was surprised. Fuck if I hadn’t seen it first hand, I’d be in the same position. Just a year ago, Ebony would have hidden from this scene, but now she was causing the damage herself. I saw her enraged eyes as she continued to stab over and over again. She had been frenzied. My heart hammered at the mere sight of her as she destroyed Nic in front of me.

“Yep.”

York chuckled causing me to look at him in horror until I started to laugh with him.

What a fucking mess.

“We better start. Where’s Eb?”

“Sleeping.”

“Soundly?”

I nodded. “She’ll need to.”

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