Page 90 of All Your Bloody Lies

“What… was I saying?” Holy shit, does he have me under a spell? What happened to my willpower?

“You were saying.” He leans toward me, his cock pressing against my hip. I am so happy he went boxer-less, and all that separates us is his gray sweats. “You can see your gate, and then closed those pretty red lips of yours.”

Now I remember, and I once again, close them tight. His hand moves to my chin, his thumb brushing down my lips.

“Tell me or else I will tie you to the bed post and let you air dry.”

Every part of me blazes and I cannot believe myself, but I fuckingwhimper. “I’ll break free, you idiot.” My voice shakes as though actually afraid I couldn’t.

“Not from these you won’t,” he croons, “I’ve got an entire room of chains and whips you’ll find are quite strong.”Goddess be damned, my heart thrusts straight to my pussy.

The sensation of his fingers moving up and around my waist to my breasts makes me moan softly, “Fucker—” My hips roll against him and he steps back.

I swear I nearly shout. “It’s insignificant, Kai, don’t make me force you to your knees. Remember, you’ve got enough of me in you to literally be my puppet.”

“Oh, Xera, I do enjoy when you talk dirty to me.”

“Kai…” I’m pulling at my blood that he has in him, finding the strand straight to his brain. The moment I find it, I grin, and open my mouth to command him to get on his knees and eat my pussy until his lips are wrinkled and sore, when he crashes his lips against mine.

“Tell me,” he urges as he breaks from the kiss, only to dive back in and shove his tongue into my mouth. “Just open up.” He does it again, and I’m trying to catch my breath as he is forcefully taking me from the counter and tossing me against the island.

Now that I’m bent over, he drops his sweats and presses the tip of his cock against my slit, “Speak, and I’ll give you want you want.” I still don’t speak, and the feeling of his hand slapping my ass echoes alongside my scream. Holyfuckhe hit me so hard every part of me vibrates. “Pretty in red... You want more punishment?”

Another slap makes me throw my head back, and I’m suffocating with need. “Gods damn it, Kai!” Before I can even drop my head, my hair is in his grasp. “Fine! The gates on your back, they are a fucking mirror image of what mine look like!”

What have I just said…

I swear he takes a step back, causing me to swiftly turn around. The sharp edge of the marble island digs uncomfortably into my back as I instinctively pull away from him as far as possible.

The curious expression on his face leaves me genuinely perplexed. It’s as if I didn’t just utter something fucking insane.

“Why did you turn around?” His voice is sultry.

“Why did you step back?”

“I didn’t?” He completely drops his pants and steps to me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

What is going on right now…

I’m so fucking confused. My lips part, and he looks down at them, expecting me to say something. Did I not say what I thought I did? Am I losing my mind?

“Little demon.” He wraps his arm around my neck and pulls me to him. I’m so gone in what is happening I completely lose all the need I had to have him fuck me. Even if his cock is pressed down my thigh, I ignore it. “What were you expecting me to say to that?”

I honestly have no idea. This is completely fucked up territory for me, and I’m so out of my element. I want to run. The insatiable need to disappear from this moment is so strong I nearly find restraint impossible to not use every ounce of my power to bring him down to his knees, command him to never see me again, and vanish like a shadow in the sunlight.

“Now who is the weirdo,” he whispers into my ear. “Hmm?”

“I…uh…”

“Fate is a stupid notion,” he says while wrapping an arm under my ass and picking me up. “It’s a coincidence, Xera. How unique can a gate look? Plus, I’m not really one to believe in that weird ‘destined mates’ shit that the Mundane have, if that is what you are worried I’d think.”

He guides us into the living room, and soon my back is against the couch. His arm is resting on its back, one knee between my thighs as he leans over me.

Licking his lips, his gaze devours me from eyes to thighs, “I want you to open up to me. Don’t worry about saying anything you think I’ll hate. Nothing will drive me away from you; it will only make me run faster toward you.” He bites his lip, and my heart leaps, “Now let me devastate that delectable cunt.”

That is what I want him to do.

But… I’m not sure why I am upset…

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