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I’m not lying at all. But I’m not going to argue. Not here. Not when he feels so fucking good.
I fight against the cuff holding me prisoner and pull his hair in my fist.
He snarls, his penetrations increasing in pace. “You like causing me pain.”
“Maybe,” I pant. I think I like causing a usually cast-iron man to react. “I enjoy having an effect on you.”
“You affect everything,” he vows against my throat. “Every thought. Every action. Men will die because of my love for you.”
I force myself not to flinch this time. They’re only words in the heat of sex. “You’ll kill nobody in my name.”
“I’ll kill any man who lays a hand on you. Without pause or guilt.” He palms my breast. “I’ll destroy the world before letting anything come between us.” He tweaks my nipple.
“Cole…” I dig my nails into his scalp, my core aching with impending bliss. “I’m going to come.”
I’m there. So close. Almost home.
I whimper with the first clench of orgasm. But Cole pulls out, leaving me bereft as he palms his cock, pumping the length. Once. Twice. Fast and fucking furious.
“What are you doing?” I whimper. “I didn’t—”
He comes, his eyes hard on mine, his teeth clenched. He blows his seed onto my belly with a guttural groan, his harsh gaze unforgiving.
I’m confused.
He’s not a selfish lover. He doesn’t play those sorts of games. Not anymore at least.
“That was a conclusion I wasn’t expecting.” I rest awkwardly on one elbow, my other arm stretched from its confinement in the cuffs while his chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.
“I wanted to mark my territory.” His tone brings chills as he leans over to trail a finger through the mess he made on my skin.
Something is wrong.
Something isvery, verywrong.
My lungs tighten while he writes big letters in cum along my belly.
M…I…N…E.
“It seems you’ve forgotten who you belong to, little fox.” He meets my gaze with narrowed spite and pushes from the bed. “But maybe this will serve as a reminder.”
CHAPTER THREE
Cole
Her eyes widen as I shove my dick into my pants.
I don’t need to explain myself further. The sudden paling of her skin is more than enough to announce her guilt.
I found out about her adventure to the other side of the city before she’d even reached her destination. She should’ve tried harder not to get caught, but maybe that was her ploy. To ignite my fury. To trigger my revenge.
She loathes the restrictions I’ve placed on her, which is understandable. However, running to another man is something I won’t abide. Especially since she went to great efforts to hide it.
If only she’d taken her phone. Then maybe I could’ve pretended she’d forgotten to schedule the outing with my men. But she left without her cell, not even sparing me so much as a goodbye while I’d been stuck in my office on a business call.
As soon as I found out she was gone, my fear for her safety had me dialing her number. When I didn’t get a response I reverted to my backup plan—her car tracker.
Luca had been closest to her location and had followed her to the seedy bar. He was the one who broke the news of her sharing a drink with her ex. The poor bastard who had to give vivid details of the secret rendezvous.
