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“Tell me why you fucked with me, my business...my home. Tell me why you played me when I so very graciously spared your life.”

That sentence pulls me right out of my pleasure-laced stupor. I pull out the knife I tucked between the mattress and wall and put all my force into flipping us over. We fall with a violent thud onto the wooden floor, wrapped in a mess of blankets, and I revel in the surprise I finally see in Carter’s eyes.

He grips my hips as I straddle him, glancing down, but he can only feel the blade I hold to his throat.

“Now, where did you get that little thing from?” he asks, quirking an eyebrow.

“I swiped it from the kitchen when I was taking my underwear off. A girl has to protect herself when apredatoris in her bed,” I taunt.

“And you say you’re not a threat to me.”

“I may just be when you dare to fucking claim that you ‘so very graciously spared’ my life, asshole!”

“You’re alive, aren’t you?”

Does he have selective memory loss?

“Not because you didn’t try! Someone else stopped you, otherwise I would have been dead in the middle of a jewelry store!” I’m raging, balancing the tip of the knife in the same spot he sliced the skin on my throat.

But I can’t control my hips from rolling onto his cock, torturing him with pleasure just as he tortured me. Fuck, it feels so good. I don’t blame him for wondering how it would feel to fuck me and kill me at the same time. Especially now, when I know piercings adorn his beautiful length.

The man dares to chuckle, actually fucking chuckle, and digs his fingers into my flesh as he pushes his cock against my pussy.

“Ah, that little thing. Is that why you’re so tightly wound, kitten?”

Excuse me?

Chapter 23

Carter

“You almost fucking killed me! Do you have any idea how angry that made me? You left a damn scar on me!” Scarlet roars on top of me. The flames dancing behind her give her a delightful, feral quality.

My answer comes with the press of my hips, cock straining against her weeping pussy, pulling a strangled moan out of her pretty little throat that bears my mark.Gorgeous.

Yet, she doesn’t falter.

“That’s why I did it all. It was my goddamn revenge. You needed to understand you may be the lion of this jungle, but it’s the fucking lioness who controls the kingdom. There are consequences, even for your mighty actions,killer-boy.”

Well, I’ll be damned. I hurt her feelings, and this devious, intriguing cat-and-mouse game was her revenge.

This kitten isn’t going anywhere.

I’ll fucking chain her to me if that’s what it takes to keep her to myself for the rest of my days. She’s the unhinged little beast to the hungry creature living beneath my skin.

“Stop fucking smiling and apologize!” She slaps my chest, seething as she leans forward to get better leverage with that knife against my throat.

My cock springs up as her pussy lifts off of it, the tip lining up damn near perfectly with her drenched seam. I think I may be seeing stars, because even that warmth shoots electric pleasure straight into my balls. Scarlet’s eyes drift closed for a few delicious moments, and a twitch pulses into the tip of my shaft.

“If it’s an apology you’re begging for, it’s not going to come,” I tease.

“You fucking bastard!”

A sharp hiss tears from my throat as a sting sears across it, my hips jerking up involuntarily, clutching hers tighter. Stars explode behind my eyes. Because that single, hitched motion drove my cock deep into Scarlet’s unbelievable cunt. Three of the four rungs of my ladder vanish inside her.

Crying out, she hurls the knife to the side, bracing herself against my chest with one hand while the other locks tightly around my wrist as I clutch her hip.

Fuck, I think I dreamed of this moment. Of her tight walls strangling every inch of me. Sweet whimpers as she impales herself on me. Only, I’m sure I imagined it without the blood currently flowing out of the cut in my throat. She could have actually killed me, and I didn’t even take her seriously.