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Are we sorry we made you cry? Nope. To endless hours of writing and messaging back and forth. A huge thank you to all the alpha readers and the pain we put them through. More thanks to the ARC readers, who had no idea how shattered and speechless this series would leave them. This is for the gray-eyed boy. The knight who fell.
“You only wanted Sin.” He shakes his head. “You never gave a shit about me. All you wanted was your lover in the dark.” “You are Sin, remember? How many times did you remind me of that?” “Not enough for it to matter.”
And neither of them compared to you. They didn’t touch me or kiss me the way you had. They didn’t make me feel the way you did. They didn’t mark me with their teeth. Or bruise me with their fingers. They didn’t brand me so deeply that the claim is still there even though we’ve been apart for years.
I learned that it doesn’t matter how good you make someone feel, or how much you love them, they’re all going to fucking leave you in the end.
I’m not even going to entertain the idea. Not because I don’t want her. I do. But because I know that the second I have her again, there’s no way I’m going to let her go.
“A monster,” I finish for him. “But sometimes even monsters need a little sweetness in their lives. And some nice girls have a darker side that needs feeding.” My head tilts and I smile down at the woman who comes to a stop in front of us both. “Hello, Hellcat. Do you have something for me?”
“No running away.” He drops another kiss on my lips. “I’m not giving up without a fight this time.”
“Feed me. Fuck Me. Fight me? I think I’ve checked off all three. So how about a new challenge? Spend time with me. Get to know me.” Remember how much you fucking loved me.
“I want you,” he continues softly. “In my bed. At my side. I want to be the reason you smile. I want to make you moan, make you feel safe. I want to be the memories that get you off when we’re apart.”
“The only woman I’ve ever let me mark me, Hellcat …” My tongue finds its way to her clit, and I take a long, leisurely lick, bringing her hips up off the bed. “... is you. My body, and my soul. Your claws are embedded too deep into me, Kitten. If you remove them, it might just kill me.”
Time to say goodbye. You don’t need me here anymore. I’ll always need you. I manage not to speak aloud. I can almost see his smile. No, my shift is over. It’s Arabella’s turn now. Live well, my friend. Let me go.
