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Pain is a constant, Novaleen. It is how a person deals with it that interests me. Some conquer it and wield it, while others crumble and fall. So tell me, daughter, when I make this hurt, and I will, are you going to conquer or fall?
You are not alone, Nova. You will never be alone, so stop acting like it. We are in this together, my love. You will remember that or we will remind you every single day we are alive.”
Love doesn’t have to be grand and beautiful; it can be this, a man willing to fight for you, willing to show up every day and put in the work.
Trust, I’m finally understanding, is the scariest thing of all. It’s so easy to break but so hard to earn.
“Fuck, baby, look at you, taking these ten inches so well. You’re getting it nice and wet for me. Goddamn, you’re so beautiful. You love this, don’t you? Love me fucking you with this dildo. Love coming all over it for me, knowing you’re going to use it on me.”
“Now be a good boy and get on all fours for me. You wanted my cock, and now you’ll get it. No safe words, no backing out. You’ll take it and love it until you come so hard, they all come up here thinking I’m killing you.”
Laughing, I unclip the cock and crawl into his arms. He tries to wrap them around me but they fall back to the floor with a thump. Kissing over his racing heart, I lie beside him, just soaking in his warmth. “Sure thing, baby, you can take my cock anytime.”
“You got me, baby. Now what are you going to do to me?” His hands slide up my thighs, tugging me down until I’m almost sitting on his face. “I know, how about you sit that pretty pussy on my mouth? I’m fucking starving.”
“Good girl,” he purrs. “Ride my thigh and make yourself feel good, and when you’ve come enough, I’ll give you my cock and let you fuck out your tantrum.”
I manage to get my hands free, so I reach down and grip his ass to urge him on. He pushes them away, so I slap him hard. His head snaps to the side, and when he slowly swings it back to me, he’s snarling. Oh shit. Flipping me onto all fours, he slams his hand down on my ass. “You want to act like a brat? I’ll fuck you like one.”
I need my Nova, and if I have to kill every single person who gets in my way to get her back, I will, and when I find her father? I’m going to torture him to death for hurting the love of my life.
“I guess it’s how we want to be loved. It’s more than the mind-blowing sex they get, which if we are honest, not a lot of women get, but it’s the love. Did you know romance is the biggest selling genre in fiction? Let that sink in. Women are so desperate to be loved right that they buy books about it because they know it’s the only way most of them will get it, and men? They make fun of it. They make fun of women wanting to read a book about being loved and cared for like the idea is ridiculous.”
Once onboard, I sort through the weapons with Jonas, my eyebrows rising at the explosives inside. “You never know.” He shrugs. “Jonas, this is enough to blow up a city,” I say carefully, knowing he’s always a little unhinged, but since Nova has disappeared, he’s become very unhinged. “Good.” He nods. I share a look with Isaac but shrug. Jonas is good with explosives. He won’t blow us up, right?
“You are our life, and we can’t be happy without you,” Nico snaps. “Do not ever think otherwise. There is no us without you. Baby, where you go, we go. There is no happiness, no life, and no future without you. I would suffer a hundred years of torture and die a thousand times simply to be at your side. Live or die, we do it together.”
“Fuck, baby, bring that pretty pussy back here. Let me fucking suffocate between those thighs,
“Show me that pretty pussy, baby. I’ve been dreaming about it since I last had you, and it doesn’t fucking compare.”
“I forgot that you taste like fucking heaven. I’ve changed my mind. Cover my face in your cum. I don’t care if you scream or don’t. I just want to taste you with every breath I take. I want to drown in it.”
Dropping it, he smirks at me. “They all know you are in here getting fucked like the good girl you are, coming for your man. Fuck, baby, I can feel you gripping me. You’re so ready to come again, aren’t you?”
“Good girl, just like that. You’re taking me so well,” he praises, spiralling me higher as he groans and hammers into me. “I’m close. That’s it, baby. Now come for me. Milk my cock.”
“Better run,” he growls as he hounds my steps. “She’s over by the barn!” he calls to the others. “Traitor,” I hiss. “For your pussy, baby? Absolutely.”
