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I don’t know what it is about a woman that wants me dead, but I swear nothing gets me harder.
God Almighty, I would take her in any mood and be happier for it.
“You are a stunning abyss of a creature,” I tell her. “One that I could spend eons swimming in and never get to the bottom of.”
“Darling, your body would bring any man to their knees where they would be in the right position to worship you. It’s a body carved by god yet meant for sin, and it would become anyone’s salvation.”
“My little monster has come out to play again,” I say, grinning up at her. “Don’t you know this only excites me?”
It’s time for me to forgive the girl that I was and accept the path that my life has taken, no matter how hard it’s been. We can’t go back and fix what was, but we can use it to make sure those mistakes don’t happen again.
“I’ve never had an addiction before,” he says hoarsely. “But I think you’ll be mine.”
“But you’re my monster, Maren. My fierce little creature.
“Like you’re the moon and I’m the tides, and every thought, every need, every want, is drawn to you, Maren.” I laugh to myself. “You’re right, this is madness and I’m drowning and I don’t give a damn.”
“Keep your hands on me, luv, I’ve been dying to be worshipped by you.”
“If I have to go, I’d rather it be by your hands, my luv.”
“Of course I love you,” he says, his dusky eyes searching mine intently. “You’re bloody impossible not to love.”
“Please,” he begs Maren as she stares down at him with icy contempt. God Almighty, does she ever look like a queen.
