Page 109 of Revere

Jacob drags the blade between my thighs, slicing my black tights, and then using his fingers to rip a hole. He slides my panties to the side and rubs his fingers through my pussy as he tucks the knife away.

With his free hand, he grabs my hair, forcing my back to arch so he can whisper in my ear. “You really do hate me, don’t you? Nothing gets my girl wetter than pissing her off.”

“I’m not your girl.”

He shoves two fingers inside me. “Your body doesn’t seem to agree with that filthy mouth of yours. Your pussy swallows me deeper the angrier you get. You might not like that you’re mine, but you are. There’s no denying it. You’re mine to ruin. Mine to please.”

Jacob curls his fingers, shoving his hips against me to force himself deeper as he works his zipper.

“Someone could drive by and see us.”

“Good. Then maybe you’ll finally understand that I don’t give a fuck who knows about us. You’re mine, Patience. And what’s mine can’t be touched by anyone but me.”

In a swift movement, he replaces his fingers with his cock. A brutal thrust shoves me against the hood of the car. My knees dig into the metal. He grabs my hip with one hand and continues to hold my hair with the other, fucking me like he hates me as much as I hate him.

All this rage is good for something. It stokes this fire until I’m lit from my toes to my fingernails. I’m a burning ember in the night, and Jacob is the fuel stoking my flames. If we aren’t careful, we’ll turn this forest to ash around us.

That’s what happens when you mess with Sigma Sin.

You burn.

Jacob pulls out and flips me around, setting me on the hood. He’s so comfortable bending me to his will. Playing with me how he wants. I crave it.

And when he thrusts back in, I have no choice but to cling to him so I don’t topple off the hood of the car.

“Jacob.” His name is a curse.

A prayer.

He grips my face and forces my eyes to him. The strands of gold that shimmer in the green depths aren’t promises. They’re the threads of fate, reminding me I’ll never escape him.

My lashes flutter, but I don’t break his gaze. I scratch my fingers along the sides of the overgrown scruff on his jaw, down his neck. I pull his mouth to mine, and I beg him to consume me. At least then this could make sense.

Jacob wraps his arms around my lower back and tugs me down the hood of the car to impale me deeper. Just as he does, headlights round the turn at the far end of the road. He holds my face and refuses to let me hide against his chest, staring into my eyes as they drive past.

“See.” He grins, slowly rocking his hips forward. “Someone saw us, and the world didn’t end.”

“Are you mocking me or fucking me?” I narrow my eyes.

“Both.” He thrusts harder, grabbing me by the throat and pinning me back down on the car.

The tether is cut.

The beast is unleashed.

He fucks me with every bit of his soul, and in the darkness, I swear I feel him drinking mine straight from my pores. He fucks me until I’m screaming into an empty forest. So loud, a black bird breaks free from the branches and skates across the obsidian sky. Until I come apart, dragging Jacob with me.

His cum spills out between his thrusts, dripping down my legs. And when he finally catches his breath and pulls out, he doesn’t clean up. He slides my panties back into place and helps me off the hood with my torn black tights barely holding themselves together.

I wrap my arms around my stomach while he tucks himself away. But when he reaches for me, I step to the side, avoiding his touch. Refusing to meet his gaze.

It’s not that I’m ashamed—it’s the opposite.

I want to forgive him, and I’m not ready to face the shame of that.

“Take me to the dorm now, please.” I hurry to the side of the car and climb in silently.

His cum might be leaking out of me, but I won’t be weak. Especially not for a man.