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“Sure.” The stranger tips his chin, and the growl of his tone sends a shiver up my spine as he makes his way toward the car. Intuition. Instinct. Something flutters inside me with the heavy beat of my heart. Butterflies.
He leans forward, and I’m suddenly very aware of every inch of space he closes. His pine scent floods my nostrils, and my skin prickles. If we weren’t in danger already, now that we’re stranded, I have no doubt this just got worse.
“Why do you let him speak to you like that?”
The masked stranger pulls a blade from his pocket just as Liam tips his head back in a laugh. And when his gaze catches the glint of the blade in the moonlight, I watch the fear fill his eyes. And then there’s only blood.
“You can call me Saint.” Saint. When there’s nothing less holy than him standing over me. “Your name is Saint?” He shakes his head slowly, toying with his blade. “Might as well be. I saved you.”
“What I want...”—he takes another step back, amusement ghosting his tone—“is for you to run.”
Violet’s eyes burn with hate. She’s feeding the rage so she can ignore how she really feels about this. About us. But I saw it in her eyes as she knelt on the ground beneath me. Excitement. Submission. Desire.
She might have entered the chat room thinking nothing more than she needed a quick online escape from her regular, boring life. Unfortunately for her, what she found there was me.
I have to bite back a moan. “I heard that, kitten.” He tips my head back, peeling my cheek from the tree and dipping his chin so his mouth is near my ear. “Your boyfriend’s blood is still drying on the pavement, and your pussy is begging you to let his killer fuck you. Isn’t it?”
“I can do whatever I want when it comes to you. And I will, Violet. I’ll prove my loyalty in blood. In screams. In death.”
Violet is beautiful when she’s broken.
She balances as I slowly lower her feet to the ground, clutching my chest like she trusts me more than the tile. It’s because she knows I’ll never let her down, no matter how much I hurt her.
Just because I’ll claim her, and just because I’ll keep her safe from the rest of the world, doesn’t make her safe from me.
“You. Are. Mine.” He grabs my chin, standing over me. “I proved it to them, and if you want to test me, I’m more than happy to prove it to you.”
“Scream for me, kitten.” He thrusts in harder, and the cold edge of the table painfully digs into my hips. “Hurt for me. I won’t kill you, but I will make you suffer like I did.”
“It’s always there, just beneath the surface. Making you do whatever you can to piss me off, subconsciously or not. And you know that’s the truth. Because as angry as you were when I ripped that blindfold off, you started dripping. You love every awful thing I do to you.”
She doesn’t know she’s my first kiss as she sinks her teeth into my lower lip. But she makes me wish I could peel off my skin just so she could have been my first everything.
“So, you’ve never chased a girl through the forest?” I narrow my eyes, trying to hide the fact that if he says yes, I might lose my mind. Kole reaches for the back of my head, lacing his fingers through my hair. “No, I haven’t. I’ve never even kissed a girl until you. What I do for you is only for you, Violet. Just like I promised.”
“No one is going to save you from me.” He hits me deep, over and over. “No one is going to take you from me.”
“I don’t know how to love you right,” Kole says, brushing his fingers along my jawline and tracing it the same way he traced my scars. “But I love you every way I know how. Because you are everything to me. I’d die for you.”
