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I followed her direction, and then she lifted it to her neck.

“I’m not fragile. Don’t forget, I killed a dumbass bitch today.” She smiled.

I rubbed my thumb along her mouth. “We will talk about that at a later time.”

“I’m sure we will.” She leaned in. “Let’s finish this discussion so we can get to the part where you choke me and fuck me. Humm.”

“You make no sense.” My hold tightened on her. “And you’re a pain in the ass.”

“Yes. You mentioned this earlier.” She pursed her lips, trying to hold in a chuckle. “Are you still confused about why Francesca doesn’t bother me?”

“Actually, yes,” I answered honestly and then groaned as she adjusted her position.

My cock grew hard along the seam of her pussy as a surge of lust rushed forward.

“Is there a woman somewhere in the world, perhaps a lost lover you can’t forget? Be honest.”

I tried to focus on her words and not her hot cunt teasing me. Then her question sank in, and outrage cleared my focus.

My fingers flexed on her neck, and I clenched my teeth. “I told you before, I never planned to marry. The only woman I can’t get out of my fucking mind is you. Half the time, I wonder if you’re starting a war with someone, and the other, I’m counting the minutes until I can plow my cock into your cunt.”

I bucked up against her, letting the hard ridge of my dick slide along her heat. She gasped and then ground down on me, wanting more of the friction.

“Then get it through your head.” Her voice grew husky. “I don’t care about your past because none of them matter to you. The same goes for me. I don’t pine over any past lover. You take up too much space in my life.”

The thought of anyone having touched her, tasted her, or slid into her had me craving to slice the skin off each of their faces.

“Let me give you a warning.” I bit her lower lip hard enough to sting.

Her eyes dilated as goosebumps broke out over her flesh, and her nipples pebbled. Never had anyone responded to me this way. Especially in the mood I was in now, where my blood boiled with fury.

“I’m listening.” She pressed her wet chest to mine andthen scored her nails over my shoulders, giving me a taste of the pain I’d just given her.

I fisted her hair with my other hand and jerked her head back.

So fucking beautiful.

She was so tough everywhere else, but she gave me every bit of her control.

Right now, she was at my mercy, so exposed and vulnerable. She trusted me completely, knowing I wouldn’t hurt her.

She was fucking mine, no one else’s. I resisted the primal drive to mark her with my teeth.

“I’m not like you.” I trailed my palm from her neck, over her collarbone, between her breasts, and down her abdomen, continuing the journey until I reached the apex of her sex. “I’m jealous. I’m possessive. I’m overprotective to the point I become unhinged. And the fact I enjoy killing a motherfucker is a bad omen for anyone who ever tasted what belongs to me.”

“I’m thirty, Eli. Staying a virgin to this age is rare or a lie.” Her lips parted, and her face flushed.

“Logic has no standing when it comes to you.” I parted her and thrust two fingers into her swollen cunt as I circled her sensitive clitoral nub. “Never let me meet an ex unless you want it to be the last day of his life.”

“That’s ridiculous.” She threw her head back, eyes closed, riding my hand as I pumped in and out of her.

“Never forget. You chose me. Now, you deal with the consequences.”

Water spilled from the tub as her movements grew frantic.

“Actions…umm… Consequence… Oh fuck—Eli.”

I sat up, freeing her hair, and encircled my arm around her waist. “Come for me, Avra. Show me how much you love this butcher’s hand inside you.”

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