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If you’re still with me, sit the fuck down and turn that page like a good girl.
I’d need to collar her.
Fucking what
Not that I personally wanted a guy to fuck me with a knife to my throat. Not really. But, I mean, maybe it depended on the guy. If he was like this dude I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me. No questions asked.
Meee too girly
Don’t touch me, I thought. “Don’t stop,” I said.
With my face against his chest, his warmth and the steady beat of his pulse was strangely soothing. His smell, like warm sandalwood and smooth musk filled me, soothing the spikes of fear still sharp in my blood.
My empire would burn to the ground while I lay buried between her thighs.
“Yes, little lamb, I’ll order your filthy books.”
“Calm down. She’s not here. Your daughter’s fine.” …couldn’t say the same for her pussy, but that was another matter.
She was so fucking beautiful. Even in sleep, when the lines of her face softened, I couldn’t imagine another person ever being as perfect as her. A slow smile spread across my face before I could banish it away.
Seeing her wasn’t enough. It was never going to be. Her soul called to me, beckoning me into the light. Emily ruined me just as surely as I ruined her. Why the hell did I ever think I could let her go? Home felt empty without her. I craved her voice, to feel her body in the bed with me. Emily didn’t buckle and fold under me, she fit into all my grooves and empty parts. She fought it hard, this thing between us, but ultimately, she accepted me, even broken and covered in blood. She gave in willingly. Trading a piece of her soul to the devil in exchange for life. For feeling. To make that heart
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“Oh little lamb,” he said, a light in his eyes now. “You never were.” “But…” “I was just too ignorant to see it. To much the fucking coward to reach out and take it.” My face fell. “You’re not making sense. What are you saying?” “I’m saying, Emily Snow, that I love you.”
