Page 101 of Heartless Lord
Lexi’s sharp intake of air echoed through the room. “Y-Yes?”
I chuckled. She didn’t sound convincing at all.
“One of these days, you’ll have to stop lying to yourself.” I gave her throat a squeeze, and her hips bucked, sending blood right to my already throbbing, aching dick. “Natural reaction, huh?”
Before she could throw out another denial, I released her throat and shoved her thighs apart. Her attempts to fight me as I cupped her pussy through her soaked underwear were feeble at best. She barely even tried.
Her head tilted back as she rubbed against my palm. “Why do you have to do this, Kill? Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
“Because I’m an asshole.” I tugged the flimsy material away and slid my finger through her wet folds, earning a soft moan. “And I want you begging for it when I fuck you.”
A shiver rolled over her, and she bit her lip to keep another moan from slipping out. “That’s never happening.”
“It is.” I plunged a finger inside her tight cunt, and she couldn’t stop the cry this time. “The sooner you give in, the sooner you’ll experience real pleasure, Red.”
Her hips rocked in time with my hand. Her whimper had me drowning in hunger as I added another digit, pumping in and out of her.
Lexi’s nails dug into my arm, drawing blood, but she didn’t shove me off. Instead, her lids fluttered, and she melted into my touch. I shifted and used my other hand to tear her tank top off, my mouth descending on her nipple.
“Killian,” she gasped.
Fuck. Her skin tasted like sugar. If she didn’t start begging soon, I’d forgo that idea and take her before I exploded in my boxers.
My tongue flicked the hard bud, and then I bit down until she screamed. That sound cracked the thin walls keeping my dark beast inside, and I crawled on top of her, my lips crashing against hers.
Lexi opened to me without a fight, and I swirled my tongue around hers, lapping up her sweet flavor. My thumb toyed with her slippery clit as my fingers worked her into a frenzy, ready to tear off the last two scraps of material separating us and bury my cock deep inside her.
I’d wanted this girl since I was a kid, barely old enough to understand sex, and I was moments away from wrecking her into oblivion. My broken and battered heart could haunt me another day. The only thing that made sense was feeling Lexi Vega come undone beneath me.
Just as my fingers curled into the waistband of her thong to yank it off, my phone rang. “Ignore it.”
But the interruption shattered Lexi's haze, and her hands pressed into my chest.
“Killian, stop.”
A wave of fury lashed at me, and I jerked away from her, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Her hot and cold bullshit was making my head spin. Was she simply too ashamed of her attraction to me?
“Kill, I?—”
I shot off the mattress and whipped around, unable to control the monster within me. “Why are you pushing me away, Lexi?”
She sat up and scrambled to cover her chest. “Not every woman wants to have sex with you.”
“Youdo!” I raked my hand through my hair. “You’re just too stubborn to admit that you want someone as fucked up as me.”
Her mouth dropped. “That’s not true.”
Lexi Vega had always been too good for me, even before I fell into the dark world of secret societies, blackmail, murder, and corruption. As a kid, I was more screwed up than anyone knew, even her. My father beat my mom as I was forced to watch before he turned his anger on me.
And then I practically killed him, standing still as he choked on his own vomit.
A normal person would have helped. A normal person would have at least turned him over.
I was so far from normal it was laughable. That was probably why I fit into the Serpents & Daggers so well. When they handed me a truly depraved task, I rarely balked. Not even digging up a grave to bury a body on top of a coffin made me flinch.
Lexi was right to fear me and this attraction. She should hesitate to relinquish her control, because one day, I’d turn on her. Even if she hadn’t broken my heart, it was just my nature.
Everything wilted under my touch.
