The Pact

by Suzanne Wright

“It may be an arrangement, Addison, but we’re not going to have separate bedrooms or any of that shit. You’ll sleep next to me, where you’ll belong.”

“Because there’s no chance of us sharing a bed without me fucking you raw.”

“I’m going to explore, use, and defile you. Every inch, Addison. Every fucking inch of you will ache for what I can give you. By the time I’m done here, your body is going to know exactly who it belongs to.” He pulled my head up, his gaze locking on mine. “And it’s never going to forget.”