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We’ve barely touched since that night we had sex.

My fingers slide along the curve of her jaw, and I pull her up toward me. She rises obediently, parting her soft lips, seeking more of the kiss. Her mouth is warm and sweet for the tasting. My tongue slips inside, rubbing hers in a massage.

It’s a long, deep kiss.

I’m bowed toward her and she’s propped up on her knees, head tilted toward me. Her hands slide up my bare chest as if checking the knots and bruises are real. As gentle as her touch is, I’m tender after so many blows.

I groan into her mouth. The sound’s throaty and pained.

She immediately draws back to stop. I’m quicker, wrapping fingers around her neck and dragging her mouth even more firmly against mine.

“Don’t think about pulling away,” I mutter, finally pausing our long, greedy kiss. I drop a few shorter kisses on her bottom lip. “I’m bruised. I’m bleeding. But none of that matters right now, Tokki-ya. All I want to do is feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my cock again. I want to make you come as I fuck you in my bed. Do you know why I fought tonight?”

A tremor rocks through her, so hard I can feel it myself. Her eyes are closed, her full lips are open, her warm pink tongue pokes out and practically calls my name. I swoop in and flick it with my own, then suck at her.

My fingers travel from her throat to the underside root of her curls. I grip her tightly and kiss her deeply all over again.

She can’t even bring herself to answer me. A soft murmur leaves her that’s barely intelligible. I realize she’s trying to tell me no; she doesn’t understand why I fought.

So I tell her. I let her know the reason.

“For you,” I growl, nipping at her jaw. I tug harder at her hair, kissing her as I do. “I fought Seung-min because he wasfollowing you. Because he wanted to hurt you. Because you’re mine, Tokki-ya, and nobody will come between us.”

“Jin,” she gasps against my lips. Her nails sink into my chest. More sharp stinging pain after a night spent sparring.

I welcome the sensation, proud to be marked by the woman that I’ve lost all self-control over.

We spend so long trading kisses that time becomes relative. Monroe pants against my mouth and my cock tents inside my pants as we can no longer take all the teasing.

“Bed,” I grunt.

Then I take it upon myself to pick her up from the couch and toss her over my shoulder.

“Jin!” she cries my name a second time. This time hanging upside down.

My little rabbit squirms over my shoulder, kicking her legs and waving her arms. I walk her from the living room to the other side of the apartment. Once in the bedroom, I’m handling her like she’s weightless, throwing her onto the bed.

It seems to ignite a fire in her. Monroe likes things a little rough. I see it written across her beautiful, round face. How her dark eyes blaze with desire and the hot flush glows on her copper-brown skin.

Truly a sight to behold.

I pounce like a fucking tiger.

Earlier, I dueled to the death—or almost, until Jae-hyun interfered.

Now I’m engaged in a different kind of physical encounter, pinning Monroe to the bed. I’m swift and ravenous, prying her thighs apart and rolling her panties off her hips. My mouth covers hers, licking and sucking away. My hand wedges itself between her thighs, fingers on her pussy.

Fuck.

She’s so soft to the touch. So hot to the touch.

Heat radiates from her pussy as I push two fingers inside and feast on her mouth. The dual stimulation drives her wild. She bucks against my hand, spreading wider for me. She kisses me back just as fiercely, letting go of any reservations.

My rabbit wants this as much as I do.

More blood surges to my cock. I’m fully erect, balls tight and aching.

The same predatory instincts I’d used against Seung-min emerge, except for different reasons. I’m about to consume Monroe. Fuck her so mercilessly, I’m going to wreck her with pleasure.