Page 165 of Pretty Poisoned

He places both hands on either side of my face. "Yes," he says. "Yes, Teagan. I love you."

"Okay."

I place a hand on his chest, walking him backward until his legs hit the bed, and he sits on the edge.

I flip the blade over in my hand. "Hold still."

"I—ahh, shit!"

He doesn't get a chance to say whatever it is before I dig the knife into his chest. I'm not nervous like I was when I cut Luca; I use the right amount of pressure, and the blade glides effortlessly through his flesh. He grits his teeth, the muscles in his chest flexing, but doesn't make another sound. After crossing the 'T,' I bring the knife to my lips, locking eyes with him as I lick the blade clean before folding it and tossing it aside.

He doesn't stop me.

And since he doesn't stop me, I begin licking and sucking the blood from the cuts on his chest. Taking his power, as he said.

And he doesn't stop me from doing that, either.

So, when I realize he's hard, I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, bobbing my head on his cock until it hits the back of my throat, swirling my tongue around the tip when I come back up.

"Teagan," he moans, threading his fingers into my hair. "Fuck. Let me see those pretty blue eyes."

I look up at him, hollowing my cheeks around him while I lick and suck him off.

"This is our secret, Teagan," Declan says before tightening his grip on my hair. He hisses as he pulls my mouth away from his dick. "You can't tell anyone, okay? I love you, but I'll cut your tongue out."

"I know you will," I tell him.

"Get up," he says. "Bend over the bed now, kitten."

I do as he asks, bending over the bed, spreading my legs wide, and arching my back.

"Jesus," he says. "You're still swollen and dripping with cum, and you're begging for it."

"And you got hard bleeding for me."

A loud smack echoes through the room. "Fuck!" I cry, my ass cheek stinging. "What was that for?"

"Not listening the first time," he says. "You said you trusted me."

His hand comes down on me again. And again. And again.

Each is harder than the one before, and each time, my pussy clenches.

And when I don't think I can take it anymore, he finally thrusts his cock inside of me. He doesn't take his time savoring it the way he did before. He's savage and unforgiving in the way he takes me, grunting as he fucks me raw. The sound of his skin against mine as his hips slam into me is almost as loud as my screams.

"Declan!" I scream as I start to come apart. "Yes! Oh my god!"

"Say it again," he groans.

"I love you," I tell him. "I fucking love you. And I love getting fucked by you. It's…so…fuck!"

I explode, lifting onto my toes as the waves crash over me. I pulse around his cock until my body goes limp on the edge of the mattress.

He stills inside me as the aftershocks roll through me, filling me with cum again.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Teagan," he says. "You'll never have to worry about anything again…I promise. I can protect you from the rest of the world. You can have anything you want."

"Anything?" I ask, breath heaving.

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