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“No, it’s not,” Annika says.

She’s defying me right now.

My muscles tense up.

She lifts her head and props herself up on her knees. She holds a blanket against her body.

“My life is a lie,Perilous,” she says. “My father wanted to sell me to pay some debt. The secret group my father and you are part of wanted me dead. My mother is still alive. Oh, and my best friend has been fucking my father and she wanted to help have me kidnapped. And you’re going to tell me things are simple?”

I grab her face and curl my lip. “I can’t come inside someone unless it’s love.”

“Fuck. Someone hurt you. Someone you loved hurt you.”

She makes the connection which was the reason for my unwillingness to speak about this.

Annika touches my face. “You were in love. And something bad happened. And now…”

I cover her mouth with my hand as my eyes grow wide. Before I can throw her from the bed she claws at my shirt, knowing my intentions.

“She tried to kill me,” I whisper. “I was set up by someone else. I’ve faced the same fate as you, Annika. Family wanting me dead. And I let it happen without being smart enough to realize it. Letting that cunt squeeze my cock, taking my cum, leaving me feeling all fucked up in the head. Not realizing what was happening…”

I reach down and open my jeans and push them down. My cock springs free. I’m always ready when Annika is near me. I’m always hard. I’m always throbbing.

I pull her on top of me and pull her down. Her cunt is soaked. Her warm sheath takes hold as I thrust up, pounding through her sweet, honey-laced barrier.

A growl escapes my throat and I can’t believe the noise I make. It’s almost like a fucking howl.

Annika screams with delight as she’s taken every rigid inch of my cock inside her body. Still holding onto my shirt, a grip so tight her hands are shaking. I know she’s not letting go.

“I love you,Perilous,” she purrs at me. “I would never hurt you. If you ever died, I would die too. I could not survive without you.”

I growl, grab the back of her neck and force her to kiss me. I can’t hear these fucking words right now. I can’t hear her talking to me like this.

All I want is her cunt stroking my cock, leaving me to focus on how good it feels. She’s my drug and my addiction and while I don’t have a fucking needle to stab into my veins, I have my cock to stab into her cunt, which gives the same end result.

“Oh, fuck,Perilous,” Annika groans. “I love you. Oh, fuck, I love you. Please… I want…”

I kiss her again. Harder. Our teeth smashing together. She yelps into my mouth but I don’t let her get away. I play with her tongue, biting at it, wanting her to shut the fuck up. Yet at the same time I want her to keep going. I want her to keep talking like she is.

Her hips pump with force and I match her speed. At this point I’ll just fuck the ability to speak out of her. I don’t give a fuck if she loves me or not. That part doesn’t bother me at all. It’s the other side of it…

Fuck.

Do I love her?

ChapterThirty

ANNIKA

This is different.

Those three words go almost as deep as Peri’s cock inside me. It is different. It feels different. The way he looks at me. The way he kisses me. His hands being aggressive like always but with a different kind of touch. He holds my hips firmly and lifts and lowers me on his cock. Taking and using my body for his own pleasure.

I lean back a little bit and remove my hands from his shirt and cup my own breasts.

“Am I allowed to do this?” I purr.

Peri grits his teeth and curls his lip.

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