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“Because I’m going to kill your fucking husband.”
“Sweet little rabbit,” I growl, “I can answer that for you. Of course I can fuck you. I was just inside you. And since I’m a murderer, I can kill your husband for putting these bruises on you.”
“Don’t be embarrassed about your body. These marks don’t shame you. They shame him. Your piece of shit husband.”
I need to give her pleasure as I show her what it’s like to have a real man inside her. A man who is as angry and violent as I am, yet still wouldn’t hit her.
“Lex,”
“What do you want?” I growl. “Use your words. You know I like that.” “I want you inside me.” “Inside what? In your ass? Your pussy?” “My . . . pussy.” “Good girl.”
“I’m going to fuck you in your bed at home. Make him watch. I want him to look at what he lost until his very last breath.”
“Lexington,” she whispers.
I hate that name, but when it falls from her parted lips that way, I love it.
The moment we get to Texas, I’ll be off her hands—out of her hair and out of her pussy. I fully intended to kill her, eliminating any chance for her to offer information to the law regarding my whereabouts. But now?
I’ve decided I’ll set the r...
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“Sweet bunny, you have the best mouth I’ve ever felt.”
“People can see me,” I whine against him.
“Good. You’re a fancy little show rabbit. You should be shown off,” he growls
“If you keep taking your mouth off me, I’ll make you get on my lap and ride...
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“I wanted to come inside you again, but I was trying to be amenable and settle for your throat. Not gonna work. I need your pussy.”
“Drive,” he says with a groan. “If I try to drive while buried in your perfect cunt like this, I’m liable to kill us both.”
“I’m not going to last long with you. Your pussy is so fucking wet. All from my cock, huh?”
“Yes,” I w...
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I’m taking a huge risk by bringing us back here, but I can’t let her go home to him. I have to protect her, even if she’s not with me. Especially if she’s not with me.
“That’s not what I meant.” She sighs. “I’m not used to being free.”
Oh. “Me neither.”
“Why must you always fight me? You’re the little bunny, and I’m the coyote. I’ll always win.”
“If you want a kiss, you need to take it.”
“You’re so fucking stubborn,” he says when I don’t make a move. His hand wraps around the back of my neck and pulls me into him. He kisses me, and I let him. A frustrated groan leaves his cold, wet lips. “I’m going to take you back to the car, lay you down on the hood, and fuck you with my mouth.”
“Where are you going?” he calls. “Catch me if you can, predator.” I let out a chuckle.
When he catches me, he’ll devour me.
He’s not a coyote. He’s a wolf. A majestic and beautiful creature that would happily tear me to shreds.
“I want to rip through you, take you,” he groans. “But I’m trying . . . really trying . . . to make you feel good instead.”
“I love it when you moan, bunny,” he whispers against my clit. “It shows me you’ve forgotten you’re married for a few minutes. Forgotten I’m the bad guy and that you let me make you come.”
“I knew you’d like that, dirty little rabbit. I bet your husband has never eaten you like that.”
“Get your clothes and get in the fucking car,” he snarls, and loosens his grasp on my neck. “What’d I do?”
“You didn’t do anything wrong. Feeling that around my fingers, the clench of your tight fucking pussy, makes me want to put my cock inside you, but if I fuck you now, I will rip you apart.”
“I don’t want to hurt you like I’ve hurt others, so get your sexy fucking ass dressed and get in the car before I rip...
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“He sealed his fate when he put those on you and I saw them. Piece of shit like that doesn’t deserve you.”
I hate it but it’s true. She’s the first woman I’ve felt something for. I’m not sure what I’m feeling because I’ve never felt it before, but it’s something.
Even though we’re from totally different worlds, I recognize some of her pain. I see someone who’s been let down by every single person in their life, just like me.
“What’s bothering you?”
“I feel bad for being excited.”
“Oh, bunny, I’m rubbing off on you.” My hand continues up her thigh. “But don’t let too much of me inside you. You’re too good for him, ...
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She may have gotten the dirty and feral dog to lick her hand, but I’m not the sweet little pet she wants me to be. I’ll still maul her, no matter how much I appreciate her kindness. “I need you so fucking bad, bunny. I want to pull over on one of these rural roads and bring you into the backseat and—”
“You just wait until I can get my hands on your pussy again.”
“Grind on my dick, sweet bunny. Make yourself come.” She bites her lower lip before kissing me. She. Kisses. Me.
She’s become something I want with every fiber of my being.
She can find someone who makes her feel like I do without being me, the dog she can’t trust because he can’t trust himself.
I feel safer in my car. Safer with Lex.
“She feels fucking amazing, doesn’t she?” “Who the fuck are you?”
“The one who held your wife against her will,”
“You’re pitiful. You can stop or you can fuck her, but mark my words, it’ll be the last time you’re inside her,”
“I thought I’d like watching you fuck her because I’ve thought about it as I’ve made her come from my hand, but that was fucking pitiful.”
