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I swallow hard, forcing back the memories that threaten to resurface. "I was whipped," I confess, making his eyes bulge and mouth hang open in shock. I reach out and run my hand down his chest and abs again, trying to ground myself in the present moment. "Story for another time."

He shakes his head, clearing the shock from his expression, before leaning down over my body. His warm breath brushes against my skin as he says, "Princess, please tell me to stop at any time."

I chuckle softly, feeling more secure with each passing moment. "I know, Corvus. Now, please just show me what it's meant to be like."

His lips connect with mine, and I'm consumed by the intensity of his kiss. As he runs a hand down between my legs, teasing at the entrance to my pussy, I can't help but moan into his mouth. The electric current that passes between us feels all-encompassing, leaving me breathless in its wake.

"Oh," I gasp as his fingers find my clit, gently stroking it in a way that peppers my skin with goosebumps. This is what pleasure is supposed to feel like – not pain, not fear, but this incredible sensation that makes me want more. I cling to him, my nails digging into his arms as I try to stay grounded in the moment.

"Tell me if it's too much, princess," he murmurs against my lips, his eyes locked on mine, searching for any sign of discomfort.

"Ok," I breathe, desperate for him to keep going. "Please, don't stop."

He grins wickedly, and the slow, deliberate circles he'd been making around my clit increase in pace. The tightening sensation in my core grows stronger, more urgent as if my entire being is winding up like a coil about to snap.

"Shit, what are you doing to me?" I whisper, barely able to form the words. He doesn't answer, instead sinking two fingers inside me, making me gasp and arch my back off the bed.

"God, Tempest, you're so wet," he says, his voice thick with lust. His thumb continues to rub my clit in time with his fingers sliding in and out slowly, driving me to the edge of sanity. My heart races and my breathing comes in short, sharp gasps as I try to focus on the incredible sensations coursing through my body.

The tightening sensation coils like a python in my core, its grip growing stronger with each pulse of pleasure. Corvus's fingers continue their relentless dance inside me, and I find myself wondering if this is what an orgasm feels like. The thought barely crosses my mind before the python snaps, and I'm swept away by a tidal wave of ecstasy.

"Corvus!" I cry out, my body convulsing as my toes tingle and my pussy grows impossibly wet and tight, pulling his fingers deeper into me. Every nerve ending in my body sings in harmony, creating a symphony of pleasure I've never experienced before. My vision blurs and I can feel my heart pounding against my chest like a jackhammer.

"Omg, omg..." I stammered, struggling to catch my breath as the aftershocks of pleasure continued to roll through me. "I've never...that's the first time I've...holy shit."

Corvus smirks down at me as he slowly withdraws his fingers, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. "I told you, princess," he says, his voice rough and dripping with pride. "I've got you."

Just as Corvus leans down, his lips brushing against mine with the promise of another searing kiss, his phone starts to ring. The sound is a jarring interruption in our bubble of desire.

"Shit, I have to get it, princess," he says, regret heavy in his voice. He pulls away from me and grabs his phone from the pocket of his jeans on the floor. My heart sinks as I hear the noise of gunfire on the other end, followed by someone screaming.

"Fuck," Corvus curses, concern etched across his face. "I gotta go." He quickly gets dressed, every movement precise and efficient. I watch as he opens the bedside table and shoves a gun into the back of his jeans, and I can't help but feel a pang of fear for him.

"Stay right here, princess, please," he tells me, his eyes locked on mine, trying to convey safety even as danger calls him away. "Cover my bed in your scent; I'll be back soon. I'll send some boys over to guard the house. If you hear bikes pull up and stay outside, that's who they'll be. I'll try to get Killer and Ben, but you stay inside. No one is allowed in, I don't care who the fuck they are."

I nod at him, swallowing hard as I try to push the anxiety down. He helps me into his bed and under the covers, making sure I'm safe and secure. His lips brush gently against mine in a tender kiss before he races out the door, leaving me alone in the suddenly quiet room.

Chapter 16

Corvus King

Panic flooded my veins as I scrambled to leave the house, gun tucked tightly into the back of my pants. My heart pounded like a freight train as I raced through the front door, phone pressed against my ear.

"Killer," I barked into the phone when he answered on the second ring.

"VP," he replied, his voice tense and alert.

"Guard my house now," I ordered, barely able to contain the urgency in my voice. "Trey just rang. Lisa's shooting up his place."

"Leaving now, boss," Killer said, and I could hear him fumbling around in the background.

"Call Ben, get him here to help," I continued. "You're not allowed inside. Tempest is in the house; no one goes in or out, got it?"

"Sure, VP," Killer replied with a hint of unease. "I got it." I hung up the phone, my mind racing a mile a minute.

What the fuck is going on? Why is Lisa targeting Trey? Questions swirled in my head like a tornado.

With a deep breath, I threw my leg over the motorcycle, feeling its familiar weight beneath me. I backed it out of its spot, manoeuvring carefully around Tempest's car parked haphazardly behind me. My heart hammered in my chest like a wild animal trying to escape its cage, but I couldn't afford to let fear take control.

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