Page 29 of Sweet Misery

He groaned, seeming to like that, and walked us out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. Careful as could be, he lowered us onto the mattress before drilling into me with no mercy.

I came within moments, my releasing gushing free from me like a raging river.

“Oh fuck,” he let out a moan that nearly made me squirt again.

His cock twitched deep within my body as he tensed, his breathing heavy. He came with a low groan that would make a porn star blush before stilling over me.

“Fuck, Misery, what are you doing to me?” he murmured, staring into my eyes. There was so much wonder and fear in his blue-gray depths that it made my heart jolt.

“What are you doing to me?” I whispered back.

“Corrupting you,” he answered softly. “It’s what demons do to angels.”

“And once the angel is corrupted?” I cradled his face, my heart filled with something that made my stomach clench.

He closed his eyes at my touch, his handsome face so peaceful.

“Then we keep them forever.” He opened his eyes and stared down at me. “You’re never leaving us.”

I exhaled, already knowing this damning truth.

I nodded and licked my lips, his eyes following the movement.

“Are you afraid of the dark, little snowflake?”

I’d never been afraid of it before, but something told me that was all going to change in a matter of hours.

So I told the truth as I stared up at him.

“I never was, but I am now.”

His smile spread wide on his face before he pressed his lips to mine.

“I like that answer. Get up. Let’s have some fun with my brother.”

He pulled free from my body and got to his feet, offering me his hand. Tentatively, I took it, feeling his release trickle from my pussy.

He slipped his hand between my legs as if knowing what I was experiencing and pushed his release gently back into me.

“I like knowing my come is inside you,” he murmured.

I swallowed hard at his words. This man could spin his moods on a dime. It was frightening but also alluring.

Roman Saccone confused me. He was respectful in some ways, but he was still so damn wicked and terrifying. I didn’t know what to think of it, so I simply allowed him to hold me against his body as if he truly cared for me. Releasing me, he went to a drawer and pulled out a new sheet and handed it to me.

“New clothes. Get dressed.” He turned his back to me and went to the window to look outside as he dressed.

Quickly, I wrapped the sheet around myself, tying a knot on the top like a toga so it wouldn’t fall off.

He turned around and smiled at me again. It was so disarming and charming, I nearly forgot who he was and why I was there. His words brought me back though.

“I hope you know how to hide, snowflake. We’re going to have a lot of fun with you tonight.”

My pulse pounded in my ears.

This really was Hell.

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