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“Because you’re mine, Mallory. To break. To hate. To do whatever the fuck I please to until you give me what I want.”
“Watch your ass, Ellis. If Laurel kills you, I’ll lose my favorite toy. That’ll really piss me off.”
“My beautiful, silly little masochist.”
“I changed my mind,” he growls against my lips. “I’m not leaving. If I don’t get to sleep tonight, neither do you.”
“I don’t want a girl who’s going to kiss my ass as often as she sucks my dick. I want a girl who’ll call me on my bullshit—and then suck my dick.” I called him an asshole, and then proceeded to suck his dick.
He doesn’t want my crumbs. He wants the whole banquet that is my complicated, fucked-up life.
He stares down at me for several moments, then dips his head to press a kiss to my forehead. “Get some rest, little masochist,” he says, offering no answer to my question. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“You’re just mad you didn’t get her first.” He sneers at Liam. “It’d never worked out between you two, though. My girl likes to scream.”
“You gonna share or do I have to fuck it out of you?”
