Page 23 of The Last Time You Break Me

“Younever takeanother man inside of you, troublemaker. Do you hear me?” he sneered in a voice that was so haunted, it was terrifying…

For a lesser woman.

I would never fear Reggie. Mainly because I fear nothing.

But I couldn’t deny how menaced his tone echoed around me with an inhuman growl as he had his head turned away from me, hung heavy as he glared at the ground fighting for control through his shattered breathing.

“Youneverlet another man touch you. Flesh, boneorblood,” he continued. “Or I’ll dismantle and flay their flesh from their carcass,” he added sinisterly.

My heart thumped erratically and feral in my chest as it pounded against the cage of its confinement. I swallowed thickly, trying to gain moisture back into my dry throat as newfound arousal rushed through me like a brutal wave of a barbaric and relentless, savagely cruel sea.

Just how I liked it.

I refused to show that he pulled this sensation from me and that I was not the one putting on the show becauseIwas the one in control.

I had to be.

I did this to taunt him. To fuck with his mind and get inside his head. To make him fight for the control he had stolen from me time and time again.

It was the only way I had survived being around him for all of these years without losing my damn mind.

“Memory or thought. I will kill any man who consumes you. Understand that, Hellcat. Because I won’t even think twice about it.” Then he turned, cold eyes filled with turmoil glared into mine and it took me a moment to once again calm my mind.

“Strong words for a man who has never wanted me,” I whispered in a flat tone underlining with wanton need. The shadows fell across his face perfectly and it made the allure of him all the more primal, the more ruthless he looked.

“I’ve always wanted you, Lara. That was the problem,” he answered with a sigh. He took the knife and swiped it across his jeans removing any evidence of the man before. Then he opened his shirt and dragged the steel blade across his collarbone, making sure that he coated the end in his essence.

He brought the knife to my lips and gripped me by the back of my nape. His clasp was firm and forceful as he pulled my head forward and pressed the cherry red knife to my lips and dragged the blood smoothly across them, painting them pretty.

“Open up love, I need to remove a dead man from your system. Because nobody belongs inside this body but me.”

I narrowed my eyes as I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me. I ground my core against his very evident hard-on and smirked, knowing I had him. Slowly, almost tauntingly I licked his blood from the blade before I smeared the rest into my lips like lipstick, then licked them clean too.

He growled and lurched forward, intending to claim my swollen lips as his own. I brought the gun between us and pressed it to his chin and forced him still with the action.

“Uh-uh. You broke me once, handsome. I warned you you’d never do it again.” Then I unlatched my legs and brought my knee between us and pushed him away.

He stumbled back as he stared at me with wide and shock-filled eyes. Danger swirled deep in his complexities.

I might want him, crave him, andneedhim like I needed the air in my lungs.

But he needed to damn well earn me.

Becausethatgirl, I was not.

I got on my knees for no man.

Chapter Nine

Reggie

Put It On Me - Matt Maeson

Ihave wanted her since she was eighteen. Dreamt about her and that devilish body every night since. I knew then I was going to hell, now… I knew the man himself was saving me a seat.

Because nobody told me no.

Especially not the woman that I loved.

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