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“Baby girl,” he murmurs, straightening to brush his lips over mine before continuing. “It only hurts for a moment, right? Before you like the ache of it? Don’t tell me I’m wrong. Not when…” He slides a third finger into me, and fucks me with them pointedly for a few seconds, his eyes never leaving mine. “Not when your body is more than willing to tell me how much you love me doing this.”
“Shhh, baby,” Kayde murmurs, cradling my face in his free hand. “Gonna be so pretty with my marks on your throat. Think Kins will ask about them? Ask who marked you up like this?” He presses his lips to my throat and adds, “They won’t scar, they’re too shallow. But fuck if that wouldn’t be so hot.”
“Figured there’s nothing better for that than to make you count out loud while I spank you, babe.”
“Couldn’t kill you, Summer. Couldn’t that first day and now? When I’ve realized I’ve definitely done something right since you’re made so perfect for me? Would never kill you, Summer—”
“Sweetheart.” The word is more of a growl against my ear than anything else. “So mouthy with me when we’d just gone over that. Are you asking for more, Summer? Are you asking me to hurt you?”
“I’m not done with you,” he promises. “You haven’t turned me sweet just yet, I promise. If you’re not begging me to let go with the little air you have left, then I’m not doing it right.”
I shouldn’t want this. Not at all. But it’s hard to focus on anything other than the lightheadedness when he cuts off my air, the blackness, and the way it causes me to want to scream in something other than fear.
“Darling, get on the bed. Especially if you want to continue our game. If you make me get up, then I’m going to pin you down by your throat and wreck you. You won’t get a say, and the only thing you will be doing is begging me to let you come.”
“Greedy, perfect girl. Are you going to fall apart on my cock, Summer? So greedy that one orgasm from my mouth wasn’t enough?”
“You’re going to give me your attention tonight,”
“I know you drift and get lost in your thoughts. But not tonight. You’re going to look at me.” His grip shifts until he’s cradling my jaw tight in his hand and I really can’t look away.
“You’re going to look at me, and you’re going to thank me when I spit in your mouth to remind you who...
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“Then I’m going to fuck you like I’m your boyfriend. And you’re going to thank me for ruining you for any other man you ever even...
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“I’m sure I can make it hurt worse than that, too. Now open your fucking mouth, baby girl. And stick out your tongue.”
“I’m just reminding you that you’re mine.”
“Marks will fade. You could wash your face to get rid of any trace I’ve been here. But when I spit in your mouth and make you swallow it? When I come in your cunt tonight and pin you down with my cock still in your pussy so my cum doesn’t go anywhere? Well…”
“You can’t get rid of those so easily. And maybe I’ll be gone tomorrow, but you’ll have to wake up with my cum dripping out of your cunt and the taste of me staining your mouth. Doubt you’ll forget it anytime soon once I’m done wit...
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“You like it when I talk to you this way, don’t you? Not just calling you my sweet baby girl. I bet you like it when I have to remind you to use your words. When I have to drag them out of you like you’re just trying to be a brat who wants me to work for it. Is that what you’re trying to do, baby? Make me work for everything?”
“Nah, sweetheart,” Kayde disagrees, hand pressed flat to my stomach as he sits up to look at me. “Like I said. I’m just ruining you for any other guy in the world.”
“Are you going all dumb for me, baby girl?”
“You’re just a needy little thing, aren’t you?” he goes on in that taunting, too-sweet voice. “My needy, sweet girl. Can’t even string your words together because of how much you want me to fuck you. Is that it?”
“Use your words.” His voice is firmer when he says it. “I know you’re a little stupid for my cock right now but if you want something, you’ll have to tell me.”
“Do you deserve more?” he taunts, voice sickly sweet. “Do you think you’ve earned more than this? Because I’m having a great time playing with your pretty pussy, Summer. I don’t see why you need anything other than what I want to give you.”
“Tell me you’re desperate for my cock,” Kayde purrs. “Tell me you’re my desperate, needy little slut and that you’re all mine.”
“Come on, baby. Don’t you want to be good for me? Don’t you want to do what I say?”
“Yes, you can. Summer, you can open your eyes for me. And you can say it, I promise. Know why?” I shake my head, not opening my eyes, and a moment later I feel his lips brush my ear. “Because I already know how fucking desperate you are. How much of a slut you are for me.” His fingers tighten sharply just under my jaw. “And I already know how much you’re mine.” He nips at my ear once, then harder, before turning to sink his teeth into my shoulder.
God, I am so fucked up for this man. I suppose in a way he has ruined me, and that’s a real shame, given what Kayde is.
“I came back because I’m in love with you, Summer Walsh. And you’d better understand real quick that I’m going to make sure you feel the same before these kids go home. No matter what I have to do to make that happen.”
“To me telling you I’m in love with you? To me telling you that from here on out, Summer, you’re mine? We can put a ring on it, if you want—”
“If that makes you feel better, sweetheart, you can bite me,” Kayde croons. “Scratch me to pieces and get my blood under your nails. Do you want my knife back? Do you want me to show you where to cut?” He rocks his hips into mine suddenly, pulling a gasp from my throat. “Tell me you hate me,” he urges, not stopping.
anyone is around to overhear—before purring against my cheek, “Because I am your boyfriend. And I wanted to make sure I was ruining you for anyone you might meet in the week I’d be gone.”
“I’ll do whatever I have to do to make you feel the same,” he murmurs against my mouth. “You want to stab me? You can stab me. You want to tie me down and fuck me, baby? Use me as your own personal fuck toy.”
can’t kill anyone. Not Darcy, not Kinsley, not the kids—” “Don’t wanna kill them anymore, Summer,” Kayde interrupts. “Don’t need to. They’re not like you. They don’t hold my interest like you do, sweetheart. Tell me what you want from me. Tell me what will make you love me like I love you. Summer, tell me how to make you mine in your mind and not just my own.”
“I’ll be your monster, if you want. Your psychopath, your ax murderer. I’ll be anything you want me to be, as long as you can be one thing for me.”
“I just need you to be mine, Summer. All mine, no matter what. Think you can do that for me?”
