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“I want you to remember this tomorrow when you’re sitting in class. I’m going to leave you aching. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel the imprint of my dick inside you for days.” He pulls back his hips, then slams into me so hard he rams me into the floor. Pleasure and pain shoot through me, and I clutch at his back.

“Give me all your hate,” Eli growls.

I sink my teeth into the material of his hoodie while he fucks me slow and deep. Every time he draws back and thrusts forward, I feel every single inch of him. And every second of it makes me hate him more.

“Such a good fucking girl.”

His growl causes my pussy to contract around his cock and my entire body floods with heat, almost dragging an orgasm out of me.

His pace increases. “Your orgasms are mine, Kitten. Every. Single. One.” He punctuates each word with a thrust of his dick. “Whether I give them to you with my dick, my fingers, or my tongue, they belong to me.”

He reaches down between us and rubs my clit with his thumb. Releasing my bite on his shoulder, I groan in pleasure.

My hands skim down his back to his ass to pull him deeper inside me. The pain, the roughness of our coupling, is animalistic in its nature.

“I hate you so much.”

Chapter 33

Eli

My bed shakes at the force of Kellan’s kick.

“Fuck off.” I don’t move from where I’m lying, one arm thrown over my face.

“Get up.”

“No.”

It’s been three days since I fucked Arabella in the tomb. Three days since she came all over my dick, then rolled away and walked out. Three days since I stoked her anger and let it burn me alive.

“Get the fuck out of bed.”

“It’s Saturday.”

“And we’re going into town.”

“Like fuck.” I roll onto my side, presenting him with my back, and close my eyes.

“Eli, you can’t stay hidden in here forever.” His voice is thick with exasperation. “You’ve skipped classes for two days.”

Because I don’t want to face Arabella and deal with whatever new bullshit her anonymous puppet master is going to force her to do. Which, in turn, will force me to retaliate.

“You could just say fuck it and ignore the demands.” Kellan knows me well enough to guess the direction of my thoughts.

“Because the last time we did that, it ended so well.”

“Then let her do what she needs to do and fucking ignore it.”

“Have you seen what happens when someone ignores another person’s attempt to bully or humiliate them?”

“Oddly enough, yes.”

“Then you know why I can’t do that.”

He sighs. “The fact you haven’t been seen in two days is making people talk. You need to show your face.”

My mattress bounces, then a hand touches my back. I twist and grab his wrist. “You know better.”

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