Page 117 of Kiss the Villain

Maybe I should ask Julian to inject me with his drug again.

Not that it worked the last time.

Nothingis working.

I crush the cigarette in the ashtray and, like a hopeless addict, step back into the room. The night air clings to my skin as I close the door behind me.

The reason for my sleeplessness—and pending life crisis—is sprawled across the bed.

My bed.

Gareth is on his stomach, hugging a pillow, the duvet slipped down to reveal the smooth curve of his back and the purple hickeys I left all over his skin.

My marks.

My touch.

Mine.

His blond hair spills across the pillow, messy and disheveled from how I yanked and pulled at those golden strands while I owned him.

Claimed him.

Made him allmine.

The thought that I’m the only one who can fuck him, touch him like that, sends a rush of blinding possessiveness through me.

I sit on the edge of the bed, unable to stop watching him.

There’s something ethereal about him, like he’s not quite real. Like if I reached out to trace the contours of his body, he’d vanish beneath my fingers, fading into nothing.

I’ve seen plenty of beautiful people, but I’ve never given it a second thought. His beauty, though, is the kind that hurts to look at. And now, asleep, with all his maliciousness gone, he looks so vulnerable and soft, I could strangle him.

I should’ve done that the first time I touched him and liked it.

Ishouldhave shot him.

But I wanted another taste.

And another.

And another.

I thought the urge would fade once I fucked him and staked a claim, but it’s only gotten worse.

One taste isn’t enough. Hell, two won’t be either.

Not even a dozen.

Because right now, I want to shield him from the entire world so he’s only mine.

Just replaying the way he moaned, the noises he made, the way this proud, goddamn major pain in the ass of a little monster submitted to me?—

It makes me delirious.

My cock is filling up just watching him, and that’s not ideal.

It’s disastrous, to be honest, because he’s not supposed to have this effect on me.

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