Page 83 of Kiss the Villain

The frustration boils over, and I want to punch him for it—so I do. My fist flies up and slams into his ridiculously gorgeous face.

His head jerks to the side, and I grip his jaw, yanking him back to face me. “If you weren’t in my life, none of this damn confusion would’ve happened!”Punch.“I could’ve gone on living just fine, no issues, no complications.”Punch.“But tonight? Cherry was naked and all over me, begging me to fuck her, and I couldn’t get it up.”Punch.“Yet now, I look at you, and I’m about to lose it.”

I’m panting, my knife hovering dangerously close to his heart. I should kill him. No, skin him alive and see what’s hiding under all that flesh.

Maybe then I’ll find the witch blood he’s clearly cursed me with.

“I told you to get rid of her, didn’t I?” His voice sounds a bit clearer, almost biting.

“What?”

“Cherry. I told you to get rid of her. In fact, I distinctly remember saying to get rid ofallgirls.”

“That’s none of your?—”

His hand snaps to my throat, so fast it’s almost supernatural for someone who was just fried by electricity.

Wait. Was he really paralyzed or just faking it?

I lash out blindly, my hand swinging and catching him in the abs —and I mean itactuallycatches him. It’s not a deep cut, but it grazes him. Blood wells up in a neat line before trickling down, and for a second, I’m too fixated on the scene to hold on to the damn knife.

He knocks it out of my hand, the clatter sharp against the floor. I lunge to punch him, but he’s faster, trapping both my arms in an iron grip and getting on top of me.

A frustrated growl rips out of me as I thrash, but it’s useless. He’s already reaching into the drawer and pulling out the ropes with terrifying calm.

"Wait…" I squirm and twist, desperation creeping into my voice. "Let’s talk, okay? I’ll negotiate. Just don’t tie me up."

A feeling of helplessness washes over me at the thought. It was one thing when I was drugged, but now? Now, it feels like I’ll be served to him on a silver platter.

“There’s no negotiation, Carson.” He tilts his head, all focus and quiet menace as he yanks my hands above my head and ties them to the headboard. The bindings feel tighter this time. I can’t even budge. “You’ve tested my patience enough tonight. I might’ve let the cheap Taser stunt and even the punching slide, but I made it clear—no girls. I don’t share my toys.”

"I’m not atoy!” The sharpness in my tone surprises even me, and I hate the reasons clawing at my mind. Maybe it’s my growing apprehension.

Or maybe it’s because I hate being just a toy to him.

“Notatoy.Myfucking toy.” He tweaks my nipple, pulling a grunt from me as he moves, removing his pants, and then he sits on the pillow, his thighs caging my head. Blood drips from his wound onto my forehead, but he doesn’t even flinch, like it’s the least of his concerns. “You’ll be punished for disobeying simple orders, Carson.”

“Fuck you?—”

He forces his cock all the way to the back of my throat. I choke, my eyes wide, my heart pounding with pure, desperate instinct.

I pull at the ropes, trying to shove him off, but they only bite deeper into my wrists.

“The next time you think about being naked with someone else, I want you to remember the punishment waiting for you.” He holds his cock there at the back of my throat until I think he’ll choke me to death. “I don’t share what’s mine, and youaremine. I can play with you, hurt you, even let you hurt me, but you belong to me and no one else, you hear me?”

I’m thrashing, survival instinct surging through my veins. My vision blurs, and then I realize it’s tears. They’re streaming down both sides of my face, soaking my temples.

He groans.

The motherfuckergroans.

His fingers slide across my cheek, wiping them. “I have no qualms about hurting you. I will fuck your face until you cry every time you act like a slut for someone else, Carson. You can only bemyslut. Am I clear?”

“Mmmff…”

Just when I think I’ll black out, he pulls his dick out just the slightest bit to allow me some breaths, and then he’s slamming in again. Saliva and precum flood my mouth and trickle out.

It hurts. My jaw, the back of my throat. Everything hurts.

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