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My head dips down at the same time hers curves up, and our mouths find each other again. Hunger fills my body as her soft lips touch mine. An uncontrollable desire rips through me, and my hands grip her waist. Before I realize what I’m doing, I’m pulling her onto my lap. Her legs straddle me as her hands grip the sides of my face.
She deepens the kiss as her body begins to rock on my lap. Every part of my body hardens beneath her. I can’t control my hands as they race up and down her hips to the bottom curve of her breasts. I want to touch so much more, and if she keeps this up, I’m going to.
She grinds against me again, and the moan I let out rips through the room. It’s been too long since I’ve let a woman ride me. And I’ve never wanted to be owned by a woman as I do now.
I pull my lips from hers as she continues to try to kiss me. “Lily, we need to talk first. Then I’ll fuck you every way you want if you still want me to.”
Her lips are swollen, and her eyes are dazed. I’m not even sure if she heard me speak or not.
I smile softly as I run my hand through her soft red curls.
“Did you hear me?”
She nods slowly.
I pick her up and carry her to the couch in the living room, needing her off my lap if I’m going to be able to get the next words out.
When we’re both seated, she says, “What do you want to talk about?”
“The contract.”
“What about the contract? You own me. You’re going to marry me in a few weeks. I think we can fuck before we’re married,” she teases.
I shake my head. “I left out one important detail. I tried my best to remove this part, but I couldn’t.”
Her smile drops. “Remove what part?”
“We have to film all of your firsts. I bought them. I own them. But anyone can pay to watch. I said I’d pay the money, but—”
“Peter said no. It’s not about the money. It’s about the twisted enjoyment they get. And after what happened, they don’t trust me.”
“No, they don’t. And I think they hope they can figure out who is behind the attacks by recording you. They think they can blackmail whoever you’re working with into showing themselves to save you.”
She pauses and processes, her eyes meeting mine. The gloom I’ve seen countless times in them returns. Gone is the sparkle from just a moment ago.
“It means that you can’t fake it with me. You can’t be gentle. You will have to play the part that is expected of you as a Retribution King. You may have bought me, but the Retribution Kings still own me.”
“Yes,” I say softly, hating it as much as she does. “They own us both. But we’ll get our revenge; I promise you that.”
“How?”
“We fulfill the contract. We get them to trust us. We find their weakness. And then we kill them all.”
“Seems kind of vague.”
“Let’s get through the contract part without killing each other, then we’ll worry about step two.”
She takes a deep breath, her lips curling up. “I don’t think ‘getting through’ is the phrase I’d use when describing having sex with you.”
“No?” my smile returns. “Then what word would you use?”
“Savor—I’m going to savor our time together. I’m not going to suffer. I’m not going to ‘get through’ it. And I’m not going to cower and pretend I’m afraid. Not for them. I’m going to enjoy every moment with you.”
She doesn’t have to say the rest. She knows this thing between us has a time limit on it. She doesn’t realize the whole truth yet, but she’s right—I’ll make sure she enjoys every moment with me.
I lean into her, nuzzling her neck. “You’ll enjoy every second of it, even if to them they think you’re terrified of me.”
She squirms next to me. “And if I don’t fulfill the contract? What if I let you fuck me right here without filming it for those sick bastards?”
