Page 50 of Moments of Madness (The Hunters)

“Okay, point taken. But you could do something else naked.” I wiggle my brows at her.

“If I take those from you…” she motions to the things in my hands yet again, “you are to never ask for them back or remind me you paid for them. Especially considering I never asked you to,” she says seriously. So seriously, she crosses her arms over her chest and inhales deeply, trying to get the point across to me.

“I didn’t buy them to bribe you, Kalilah. Fuck! How fucked-up was your husband?”

“Okay, I’ll take them. But please don’t do that again unless I ask.”

“You won’t ask,” I argue.

Kalilah nods again, this time, smiling. “See, you’re learning.” She stands and looks down at me. “I’m also going to be looking for a place to live soon. I don’t want to stay with you forever.”

I stand at her words.

Nope, not happening!

“Why?” I ask.

“Because I want to be free. And right now, you won’t allow that.”

“I will,” I insist, and she eyes me suspiciously.

“Okay. We’ll see.”

We will.

I hope.

Twenty

Kalilah

Somehow, I keep ending up in his bed, even when I go to sleep in my own. It’s been almost two weeks, and I have managed to save my paycheck, apart from the first. It’s easy when you don’t have to pay for food or gas. He always has the car filled for me without me saying anything.

There have been one or two nights when I’ve gone to bed, and he hasn’t brought me to his room, but when I wake up and go to see if he’s awake, his bed is untouched, which means he never came home.

And those are my most restless nights.

He doesn’t know it yet, but I’ve been looking for somewhere to live, and I know he won’t like it, and he’ll try to make me stay. But I get the feeling he’ll let me go because he knows it’s what I need.

I’m about to head out for the day when he walks in, his eyes tired, looking straight past me. I’m in one of his shirts, as I usually am, and a pair of shorts. I enjoy wearing his shirts, and he doesn’t seem to mind all that much.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

Kyson runs his hand through his hair, and when he raises his head and takes a step toward me, I can tell there’s something different in his eyes. Something fiercer.

His boots leave footprints of blood and something else on the floor, and my bag slides down my arm as I let it go. He reaches me in two steps, slams me back into the wall, and lifts me. I’m so shocked that I simply go along with what he’s doing. He tears at my clothing, trying to pull my shirt off, but it’s not working. When I look into his eyes, I see anger, and I wonder if it’s directed at me.

I help him and quickly pull the shirt over my head. Kyson sets me back on my feet, then with both hands, he rips at my shorts, pulling them down in one swift movement, taking my underwear with them. He lifts me, now completely naked, back into his arms, and before I can say anything, he’s at my entrance and pushing in.

I’ve had hard and fast sex before, but this is rough and unpredictable, and my heart is beating fast, but not in a bad way. I know this man is dangerous. Fuck, he’s literally tracked blood in on his boots. He’s either killed someone or was there when it happened.

None of that seems to bother me right now as his hands grip my ass cheeks, squeezing them and pushing me down as far as I can go onto his cock.

“Kyson,” I say his name, but he isn’t registering any words leaving my mouth. The grip he has on my ass has become painful, but it’s good. He moves me up and down so I’m sliding on his cock. He leans forward and bites me just above my nipple, and a small scream erupts from my lips, but he doesn’t stop. And I don’t ask him to because the pain and pleasure mixed together is something I didn’t know I enjoyed this much until him.

He pulls his mouth away, only to come straight back and bite my other breast before his tongue circles where his teeth marks have broken the skin. He moves lower, putting my nipple in his mouth, rolling it around on his tongue before he bites that as well. I can feel the sting as my nails claw at his back, digging in as far as they can go. Then he slaps my ass as hard as humanly possible.

Holy shit.

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