Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
I quietly slipped into the apartment, my eyes instantly falling on Sophia’s body snuggled beneath the covers of our bed. A small smile tilted my lips. It was crazy that I could finally call that our bed, but we’d come to a silent agreement that she was staying here with me, even when her bookstore opened back up.
Sophia was mine as much as I was hers. Sure, we had the power to destroy each other, but I knew our love was also something undeniable. There was no fighting this shit between us, even if we’d wanted to. She’d tried.
And failed.
We were inevitable.
And now that I had her as mine, I was never letting her go. No matter the demons between us. No matter the darkness that now haunted us.
I toed off my boots by the door before padding across the room in my socks, quietly shutting myself into the bathroom so I wouldn’t disturb Sophia. After stripping off my clothes, I left them in a pile on the floor and stepped into the shower, turning it on. I hissed when the freezing cold water hit my skin, instinctively flinching back from it before forcing myself under the spray. The quicker I got bathed, the faster I could get my ass into bed and curl up behind my woman.
The water quickly began to heat up, and I breathed a sigh of relief. The water rushed down my skin, washing away the blood and turning the shower floor a light red.
“Are you hurt?” Sophia whispered.
I tilted my head back, letting the water run through my hair, grunting in surprise at the sound of her voice. This was the second time she’d managed to sneak up on me. Granted, both times, I’d been exhausted and worn out, so my senses weren’t as heightened as they normally were, but still.
“I’m beginning to see a pattern,” I lightly teased, shutting my eyes and tilting my head further back.
The shower door opened, and I quickly opened my eyes, watching as she stepped into the shower with me, already naked. I groaned at the sight of her beautiful, curvy body before tugging her closer to me. She curved into me, tilting her head back so I could claim her lips in a soft, slow kiss.
Christ, I couldn’t get enough of her.
“Are you hurt?” she asked, pulling back from me to run her eyes over my body, checking for wounds.
I ran my fingertips down her spine. “No, cupcake. Not hurt. Same can’t be said for the other fucker.”
She hummed and trailed her fingers lightly over my back, making me shiver despite the hot water pounding on my skin. Goosebumps pebbled on my flesh in the wake of her light touch. She had me by the balls. No other way to put it. I was all hers.
“Can I ask whose blood?” she asked, glancing up at me from beneath her lashes for a moment before focusing them back on my chest and flat stomach. “I understand if you can’t answer,” she added.
I nipped lightly at her jaw before soothing the bite with my tongue. She sighed, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I leaned back and cupped her cheek, my other hand grasping her waist. Her pretty eyes met mine.
“Your other rapist,” I told her calmly. She sucked in a sharp breath and leaned back from me, her wide-eyed gaze locked on mine. I tightened my hold on her. Sliding my fingers into her hair, I gripped a handful and yanked her head back, grounding her with me to the here and now. “I stabbed him in his thigh, beat the ever living shit out of him, then shoved a baseball bat up his ass so he knew what it felt like to be raped.” Her breath caught in her throat, her face paling, but she didn’t look afraid of me. More a little grossed out, which was kind of amusing. But I needed her to know he didn’t get off easy. I made it painful as fuck. “Then, I cut the club emblem into his back, slit his throat, and sent him back to his bullshit club as a message.”
Her response wasn’t one I’d been expecting. Not with how grossed out she’d looked. Her lips met mine, sexual aggression pouring out of her. I growled, meeting her with the same pent-up feelings. Shoving her back against the shower wall, I lifted her and easily sank inside of her, taking her raw. She choked on my name, her hands clawing at my back.
I didn’t have the patience for foreplay, but she was already drenched. Fucking soaked.
“Does knowing I killed him turn you on?” I rasped, sucking at the skin of her neck. She nodded, moaning as I bounced her on my cock. Her nails dug into my shoulders. “Good. I’ll slaughter anyone who ever comes for you again,” I promised.