Page 19 of The Wraith & Her Killer

I look to Rune. “Do you have an exact location?”

He nods. “Close enough,” he says, grabbing his laptop and pushing to stand. He moves to Calix and grips him by the back of his neck. He visibly relaxes in his partner’s hold. “I’ll get a more pinpointed location shortly. I assume I’ll need to contact the airfield?”

“Your assumption would be correct,” I confirm. I grab Odessa by the wrist and pull her behind me as I make my way from the room. I call over my shoulder, knowing Rune needs to get Calix under control before either of them can be around Odessa again. “Do what you need to do to be ready to leave in fifteen.”

Odessa trails behind me until I unceremoniously yank her into the room behind me. I pull her into my arms and her legs immediately wrap around my hips. Slamming her back against the wood of the door, my mouth ravages her skin wherever I can reach her. Her fucking fire earlier has me more turned on than I’ve ever felt and I need to feel her. Now.

I’ve never felt so out of control. My hands shake with the adrenaline pumping through my veins while I hastily pull the waistband of my sweats down just far enough for my cock to spring free. I’m on the verge of losing complete control. I need release. I have too many fuckingneedsand I have to purge the overwhelming rush of it all before I hurt her. The need to kill Santino. The need to fuck Odessa. The need to get back to my carefully constructed chaos. All of it. None of it. Fuck. Me.

“Adris, what—” But her words break off on a sultry moan when I sink into her wet heat in one go, burying myself deep inside. It’s notenough. I want to burrow myself beneath her skin and make a home there. I want to carve my name so deep into her soul that she’ll never be rid of me.

My littleWraithclings to me for dear life, her nails digging hard enough into my skin that she draws blood while I wreak havoc on her tight pussy. I pound into her relentlessly, growling my growing frustrations into her skin. Her moans and mewls only spur me on. I find the spot on her neck where I bit her just minutes ago and run my tongue along the indented flesh. Her whole body shivers in my hold. I can feel her tightening around me, her body coiling up, ready to burst with her impending orgasm.

“Let go and come for me,Wraith.” I say, curling my hips into her. I don’t let up, fucking her hard against the door. My own orgasm slithers down my spine the moment her body convulses and she comes, my name a broken prayer on her lips. What sends me over the edge, though, is when her own lips seal around my neck, in the same spot I had marked her, and she returns the favor, biting me.

She’s fucking meant for me.

I spill every part of me, every bit of the monster she made of me, into her. I let her feel the beast I’ve become as my cock releases every drop of cum deep within her walls, further marking Odessa Kuznetsov asmine.

Panting, I lift my head and I’m immediately met with her dark eyes. Something shifts within me and it feels like a gunshot straight through my gut. Her eyes remain locked onto me but I can’t look at her right now. She’s making me fuckingfeeland like a petulant child,I. Don’t. Like. It.

I can tell she wants to say something, but I can’t hear her words right now. My cock slips from her as I lower her back to the floor. She shifts on her feet and it draws my eyes to where my cum is currently dripping down her tanned thighs. She opens her mouth to protest, but I quickly slap my palm over her lips when I trail my fingers up her leg, swiftly catching every last drop and thrusting it back inside her. She moans behind my hand and her round, dark eyes shine withan emotion I’d rather stay far,faraway from. So I turn away from her, making my way to the closet across the room. Pulling out a black button down shirt, I toss it at her along with a pair of black socks. She’s never wearing that trash for a uniform again but she’s got no other clothes here. At least the shirt will cover every bit of her utterly distracting skin.

We both dress in silence but still, I refuse to look at her.

I feel her soft touch on my upper arm. “You’ll take me with you?”

I turn, a smirk pulling at my lips when I feel that my head is level enough to look her in the eye. “Baby, you couldn’t get away from me from now on, even if you fucking tried.”

I expected any emotion to cross her face that isn’t the one she’s wearing now. She looks… relieved.

“I also want to be there when you… kill Santino.”

Wrapping an arm around her waist, I pull her into me. “I’ll give you the fucking dagger to drive right into his heart yourself.”

Something shifts in her gaze, that little monster I caught lurking just beneath the surface peeks out when a sinister smile tugs at her busted lips. “Promise?”

Oh, fuck. I can’t get turned on again.

Down, boy.

I make an Xshape over the A on her heart before doing the same to my own. “Cross my cold, dead heart,Wraith.”

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I’ve only ever flown once in my life, and the majority of the trip was spent under sedation because apparently I was too combative for the crew to handle. A needle in my upper arm pushed something into my system that had me knocked out until the wheels touched down here in Washington. That’s where I’ve been held captive for the last ten years, I’ve learned.

I opted to sit alone in the back of this tiny plane and luckily, Adris allowed it. He had done nothing but manhandle me, use me, and confuse the fuck out of me from the moment he waltzed into my room on Santino’s estate. I’ve never felt so many conflicting emotions in my entire life and I’m beyond overwhelmed. For so long, all I felt was pain, sadness, and grief. My days were spent mourning the loss of my mother, my family, my life, and my freedom… my innocence. Santino Ferrero stoleeverythingfrom me.

Tonight, I was going to take my life back by taking it away because I saw no other way out from the endless cycle of misery I was constantly exposed to.

Then Adris came barreling back into my life, ready to end my very existence himself. Of all the times I had dreamed, yearned for the boy who had claimed my heart as his own, the last thing I expected was to be at the wrong end of his arrow. But something changed. Shifted. Somewhere between being chased through thewoods and being fucked against his bedroom door, he decided to keep me around.

He’s been watching me like a hawk, knowing I was ready to die at any given moment. I’d say he was worried, but I don’t think Adris knows such an emotion. I don’t think he feels much of anything at all. Except for when he’s buried deep inside of me. It’s like he becomes a man possessed and his eyes light up with the heat of a thousand infernos with every thrust of his hips. The dead, unfeeling expression disappears, replaced by anger, fury, and lust.

I know I should be fighting against his every move. Fighting for freedom, not trading one cage for another. But the twisted truth is, I don’t want to. Tonight, Adris has breathed more life into me than I’ve felt in ten years. He may have taken my choices away, but he was right. He didn’t take my power. Earlier tonight in the woods, he had given me the power to take control.

There was no choice in that moment.

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