Page 132 of Ink Deep Devotion

Oh, you can lie better than that, little fox.“Make me believe it.”

She pushes up and kisses me with more passion than she ever showed me before. A kiss full of fire and fury. Hedonistic, like a warrior charging into a battle, they know they will lose, and it won’t be a simple defeat or death. It will be a long, drawn-out torment, but they welcome it anyway because dying with purpose is better than dying like a fool.

She begins to pulse her inner core, squeezing her sex around my cock, releasing and clenching it again.“Make love to me, husband.”

“I love you.” I declare as I pull out and then thrust in deep, making her scream my name as her cheeks flush with pleasure.

This is what she wanted—words for a night. A fairy tale told in a hushed whisper. A lie intended to make the listener feel comfortable only in the moment.

Our story will be told and retold but eventually forgotten. Memories fade, and in time, we’ll be nothing but ink vanishing on paper, unreadable.

It leaves one to question whether it ever happened. Did our love ever exist, or was it all something we conjured up to survive our miserable lives?

Soon our love will turn rotten. She will see all the false images of me with other women, and eventually, she will be repulsed by me. Damian and Titan will pick her up, and eventually, just like she always does, she will run into the arms of some other man.

I won’t stop it either.

“I love you too.” She cups my face, forcing me to look her in the eye. Those beautiful big hazel eyes warm my day like the sun. Those fucking eyes hold a gravity that could destroy me if I let myself linger too close.“It doesn’t have to be this way, Dash.“ Her voice is low, like a plea lost in the torrents of a full-scale war.

“This is the only way.” I press my forehead against hers. A single tear falls from my eyes, landing on her cheek.There, little fox, I just gave you something no one else has ever claimed. Hold on to it; you’ll never see anything like it again.

We have fought for so, so long, but this is the end. We both know it.

“I do love you,” I confide as the world becomes more intense; every nerve screams as I race towards that feeling only Mila can give me. My movements become feral.

“God, it’s so deep, but I need you deeper. Harder. Harder!”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Yes, you do.” She pushes her hips up, driving into me. Her pussy squeezes my cock tighter until she tips her head back andshouts my name; then she rocks her hips and digs her heels into my ass, pushing me over the edge as I come with her in my arms, our eyes lock for one last time.

She rolls me over, the cool sheet pressing against my sweaty back. Then she straddles me, lining up her sex to mine. I can see my seed spilling out of her, so I reach down and use my fingers to push it back inside. This is a fantasy, after all. I would have loved to see her carry my child, but that future isn’t for us.

“Now show me your hate.” She takes hold of me and guides me back inside of her. Everything is more intense now, just like anger usually is. My cock is so sensitive it hurts when she wiggles her hips, pushing herself deeper. Her smile and glow fade like a rainbow now washed out from the fiery sun.

The night is a mixture of hate-fucking, love making, then pure carnal need. It’s memories and nightmares, bruises that mark the absence that is coming, marks from lips that sing of a love that can never be fulfilled.

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We spend the plane ride back holding each other too tightly. The plane lands, and I get into one car while Mila and Nova take another, heading back to their dorms. I watch as the car drives away with the love of my life inside, my head dizzy with memories that will hound me for the rest of my life.

I’m…happy Mila has Nova. Nova hates me, and she will only guide Mila toward despising me as well.

“Are you happy?” Damian grunts from the driver’s seat. He’s picking us up now that he has Plain Jane sorted out.

Titan gives Damian a warning look.

I nod.“I think I am. I know she’s going to be safe.”

“She still has to graduate. You can’t take her out of school, or that will break the contract.”

“I know.” I grab the back of my neck and look away. You can’t have nightmares without dreams; they always merge. Soon, Mila will be tucked away safe, but I’ll truly be alone.

Chapter 46

Mila

Tears become as easy as breathing. They just happen and continue to flow. My father’s calls never stop coming, but I don’t answer them.

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