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Before the thought is fully formed, his rich, deep, and absolutely familiar voice rings in the air. “You talk too much. One day, this mouth will get you in trouble.”
“I’ll only let you talk if you tell me what you want. If you chatter on, I’m going to shut you up again.”
“You hate conflict so much that you hide from it like Little Miss Ostrich. That’s also why you didn’t let that guard come in last night, then covered for me. It’s completely out of character for you to personally create conflict, so yes, you’re bluffing, Annika.”
“Hypothetically speaking, I have deviant tastes and violent tendencies. You’re so fucking breakable, I’d crush you in no time.”
Annika just unleashed the last bit of control I’ve been conjuring for weeks. My soul craves the darkness and that’s exactly what I’ll give it.
Annika Volkov’s pain will be mine.
The thought of something happening to her turns me into a feral beast.
What are you so mad about?” “The fact that you put your life in jeopardy.” He tightens his grip on my arm until I wince. “That won’t be happening again, is that clear?” I purse my lips. “Is that fucking clear, Annika?” “I won’t leave the people I care about to die,” I murmur. “That’s just not me.”
“You are little.”
“I love the sight of your tears.”
“I am sick. You should’ve stayed away while you had the chance.”
“I want to get to know you better.”
Annika is the only one who’s been this upfront about herself. What you see is literally what you get—most of the time.
“Looks like a prince and has the tastes of the devil. Totally caught me off guard and blindsided the hell out of me.”
“Part of my devil’s taste is that I can only feel pleasure if I inflict pain.”
“When I say to look at me, you look at me.”
“I would never hurt you.”
“Pick a word and say it. I’ll stop.”
I’ve always loved the rain.
The need to devour her, and eat her the fuck up pulses inside me like an urge.
I’m trapped by her elegance and how right she feels in my arms, how I want to keep her pressed up against me, so I pull her back and she crashes against my chest.
He’s a sadist like that. But he’s my sadist.
Creighton is the most beautiful man alive.
“Stay the fuck away from what’s mine.”
“I don’t want to change you.” I want to understand you.
“I mean it. Play your games far away from what’s fucking mine.”
Annika is mine. She was mine long before I even considered it, and I’ll fuck up anyone who attempts to hurt her. No, I’ll destroy anyone who causes her discomfort. That’s enough to land anyone on my shit list.
I’m addicted to the way her inner submissive knows when to lay low and not provoke me further.
“She’s mine. If I find out either of you touched her, prepare to lose a limb.”
“For every second you stay silent, your arse is mine to punish.”
“The plans I had were with you.”
“You should’ve never been in that club dressed like a present waiting to be unwrapped. You should’ve never defied me.”
He lifts my jaw with two fingers, then skims his thumb over my parted lips. “You’ll be my pretty little doll tonight, Annika. I’ll use your pale flesh as my canvas and mold you into my plaything until you’re all stuffed with my cock, sobbing and screaming my name. The only thing you'll have to stop me is that one word.”
“I love it when you call my name in that scared little voice. It turns me on.”
“If you don’t come by the end of your five punishment strikes, I’ll let you go. If you do come, however…you’re mine to devour.”
I like the freedom that loss of control offers.
I crave the depravity and freedom he offers in a ‘take it or leave it’ deal.
“I’m going to rip through your cunt and own you, Annika. I’ll mark you so no one dares to come near you again.”
“A fucking virgin. Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin, Annika, hmm?” “I didn’t think it mattered,” I say between moans, falling into the rhythm of his cock. “It matters if I was planning to fuck you like an animal.”
“I like it when you’re an animal.”
“Fuck.” Thrust. “Your cunt was made for me.” Thrust. “You were made for me.”
“I love it when you call my name with that erotic little voice of yours.” He strokes my lips, my cheek, my nose, peppering hard kisses everywhere. “I love your face when you’re being ripped apart by my cock.”
“But most of all, I love how you take me like a good fucking girl.”
The more I inflict pain, the harder she breaks apart. She’s a natural masochist. She just didn’t know it.
I marked her, so she’s mine.
I feel her everywhere, in my bloodstream, on my flesh, and down to that forbidden nook in my heart.
“One of these days, I’m going to fuck the sassiness out that mouth of yours.”
“I only laugh around you.”
“Pain is a catalyst to pleasure.”