Page 102 of Sardonic Burn

“I can feel your pussy clenching around me, baby. Are you going to come again? What a slut for my cock.”

“Yes,” I manage to whisper, my voice cracking.

“Yes, what?”

I close my eyes.

“Yes, I’m a slut for your cock, Hudson. Please, make me come.”

I don’t need to say anything else. His hand comes down and starts touching my aching, swollen clit, and I’m gone.

My body shakes, and I don’t think I can handle another orgasm, yet it blasts through me, showing me sudden light. I scream, and Hudson thrusts inside once more, finding his release.

His hot cum fills me, and I moan at the sensation. His heavy breathing hits my face as he bends down, kissing my lips, both of us trying to come down from the high.

I’m too exhausted. My eyes slowly start to close, but he’s not done with me yet. The last thing I can feel is him starting to move a little before sleep takes over.

TWENTY-FIVE

For a fucking she-devil, Noelle sure sleeps like an angel.

She’s snuggling into me, clutching onto my shirt like it’s her lifeline. Her long hair falls messily down her shoulders, her naked body tucked underneath the thick blanket. Her eyelashes are long, and it’s only now that I realize she has a small beauty mark under her left eyebrow.

Her breathing is soft and even, and she’s sleeping soundly. It’s like she’s not afraid that she could be in danger. She doesn’t sense me moving around, nor does she hear me chuckle when I see a frown appear on her face.

I prop myself on my elbow, using the other hand to brush off a fallen strand of her hair from her face. Even in her sleep,she leans into my hand. I stroke her cheek softly, and a genuine smile forms on my face.

I’m not sure when the fuck I went from wanting her dead to wanting anyone who dares to look at her dead.

She’s the one who nearly killed me many times.

She’s the one who killed my brother in cold blood while grinning like a maniac.

She’s the one who delivered a decapitated head with a laugh.

And she’s the only one I yearn for.

I should fucking hate her. I should kill her now while she’s vulnerable and defenseless. I should pierce a bullet through her skull or slice her throat open, just like she did to my brother.

Yet, I can’t bring myself to even think of her death.

I never had this need to own—to possess—anyone. Women came and went, and none of them piqued my interest quite like Noelle Liliana Campbell. Her constant talking back, provoking me, and trying to outdo me only makes me want to chain her to a goddamn wall and keep her hidden from the rest of the world forever.

Noelle murmurs softly and nuzzles into my chest further, then releases a sigh of contentment, a small smile on her face.

I stare at her collarbone and neck, both of which are filled with an array of purple shades. It makes blood go straight to my cock. She’s so fucking perfect when she’s mine. Her collarbone looks perfect to carry a tattoo of my name. The thought is almost too tempting for me to resist the urge to get a tattoo gun immediately and brand her with my name.

Noelle Campbell is the epitome of insanity. And all I want is to drown in that insanity until it completely takes over me. I can’t get enough of her foul tongue, soft skin, and those gorgeous eyes.

If I’m certain of one thing, it’s that I am not allowing her to marry that motherfucker. She is now completely mine. It doesn’t seem like she’s resisting it but even if she tries, she can’t do anything about it. I’ve never seen anything that I wanted and didn’t get it.

She’s no exception.

My phone buzzes on the nightstand. With a groan, I turn around, rejecting Lyla’s call. She floods my messages, spamming me until I’m pissed. Such a good morning has been ruined because my dumbass cousin is being persistent like a leech.

However, the moment I open the first text, I freeze.

I’m careful not to wake up Noelle, and I place a soft kiss on her forehead before quickly putting on my clothes, closing the door behind me. I’m rushing to reach Henrick’s house, driving way past the speed limits, barely able to suppress the sudden burst of anger.

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