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My anger was mounting. I wanted to rip him apart for doing that to her. I held onto the cell door so I didn’t take this from her and end him as violently as I could.

Jack cried as he weakened.

I was going to end this goddamn sex circle my brother was trying to control. I would fucking take it down from the top and watch them all burn.

I’d do that for her.

Paisley leaned over him and slowly moved the sharp blade over his throat. Blood began to spurt up into the air as she pulled his leg and he landed on the floor with a strangled thud.

I didn’t know what to expect but when I saw her fall to her knees next to him and start to hammer the blade into him, over and over, with such frenzied ferocity that I thought she’d stab him to pieces, I was standing there, watching in amazement at the sight. He was dead for sure now. He wasn’t trying to defend himself at all, and she was starting to get tired. I headed into the cell and put my hand on her shoulder. She turned around, the blade hovering close to my chest before she dropped it. I helped her up and led her to the door.

Just as we left the cell, she peeled her bloodied shirt off and threw it at him. She moved forward, coming at me like I was her prey. I backed up but she continued to come for me.

My cock was shoving against my pants, begging to be released and to be inside of her. I stopped backing up, embracing the lioness in front of me and I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me. Her lips were warm, and soft, her tongue was wild and untamed. I pulled her up against me, her legs wrapping around me. I ground my hard cock against her. She moaned into my mouth, her fingers running through my hair. I pulled at the buttons of her pants and yanked them as far down over her ass as I could before I put her down and yanked them the rest of the way. I unbuckled my own pants and pulled them down past my ass before I pulled her back up against the wall. With all the kissing, I didn’t realize I had smashed her against the wall a little hard before she let out a gasp.

But instead of pausing, she became more wild. Her tongue licking over my teeth and connecting with my tongue again. My fingers were on her pussy lips, realizing she was already wet enough for me, I didn’t hesitate before I moved my cock to her entrance and slammed into her. She gasped into my mouth, her head moving back against the brick wall as she moaned into the air. Her pussy was so tight, it gripped my cock and squeezed hard. I pulled out and slammed back into her. Her nails were digging into my back through my shirt, but if I didn’t have my shirt on, she’d be drawing blood. I loved it when she did that. I loved it when she marked me in the throes of passion.

My wanton goddess.

The one I always wanted to find.

The dark queen this place so desperately needed.

Like hell I would give her up.

I’d wage fucking war to keep her happy.

I claimed her mouth again, our teeth clashing as we tried to make the other cum first. Her hips were moving around and around as she tried to pull more of me into her.

God, this woman was everything.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me close as she screamed into my ear, her pussy squeezing my cock even more than it had been moments before. It wasn’t long before I felt the familiar pull and my own orgasm blew through me and into her. I leaned against her and the wall, trying to catch my breath. She was trying to catch her own breath. All I could hear were our puffed breaths in the quiet dungeon.

Paisley

I pulled Halen’s shirt off me. He’d given it to me considering the state of mine after my attack on Blackjack. My legs were still tingling from the mind blowing wall sex in the dungeon. He had a freakin’ dungeon. I was sure Zane did too, but not nearly as dank and evil as Halen’s felt.

He’d seen me tear my worst enemy apart and had fucked my brains out just minutes later. I saw how he looked at me after it and it had turned me on that he wasn’t scared of what I had become.

He wanted me like that.

He wanted me the way I was.

Starting my shower, I undressed, flecks of Blackjack’s blood were all over my skin and face. I wanted him off me.

I got under the hot spray and let the water wash over my skin. The heat of the water had the glass around the shower steaming up immediately. I had always loved it super hot, usually taking up all the hot water for our house much to my mother’s dismay.

When my skin was pink, I got out and wrapped a towel around my body. Moving my hand over the mirror, I cleared the condensation to look at myself in the mirror. I combed my hair back and looked at myself.

I’d not worn makeup since I got down here, to Halen’s underground city, and now my skin was showing just how moisturized it was. My pores were smaller than normal and looked incredibly fresh. I didn’t even look like I needed makeup right now.

I moved out of the bathroom and found something to wear. It had been quite the surprise to see my own clothes were here and yet it was just another way he was making me comfortable.

I was dreading the day I would have to go back to the city. I loved it down here and I knew there was so much more to discover.

As I got dressed in a black maxi dress that I was never allowed to wear around Zane, I headed down to the dining hall. No one was in there. It was set up for two people.

I was about to turn around when I heard his voice. “It’s for us, I told them to eat elsewhere.”

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