Page 217 of The Villain We Tempt

“Had, past tense. Ihada deficiency. Ihada black hole inside of me.”

Heat tingles through my chest when he presses his forehead to mine.

“But I found a way to fill that void, little villain. And foronce, the pieces feel like they’re clicking into place for me.”

He groans softly.

“For once, I have something that fills that emptiness inside me in a way I've never had before. Not with all the followers in theworld. Not with all the fucking likes and comments and random girls and meaningless, empty bullshit.”

“I’m so fucking glad for you!” I hiss back. “I’msoglad it helps you?—”

“It’s fuckingyou!” he blurts as he grabs my shoulders and looks right into my eyes. “It’syou, little villain.Youfill the gaping void inside me. You fit there perfectly, and I don’t want to go another single day of my life without you taking up all the space in the world inside me.”

My throat bobs.

“There isno one else,” he snarls, tapping his temple as his eyes glint into mine. “Not here. And not here,” he growls, tapping his heart. “There never was. Then I met you, and now I know there willneveranyone but?—”

When I grab his shirt and stretch up to crush my lips to his, it’s like a dam giving way.

One kiss that lasts maybe five full seconds before it becomes a whirlwind.

A hurricane.

A typhoon slamming into shore.

I barely have time to swing the door to Ari’s room shut before we’re crashing together again, kissing and biting and moaning. His hands push my tank top up, slipping over the bare skin beneath it and making me whimper as I sink into him.

Lochlan whips me around, and I groan with pure, raw need when my hands go flat to the bathroom mirror and my hips pin to the vanity.

I whimper when he shoves my tank top the rest of the way up, freeing my tits as he cups them and roughly pinches my swollen nipples. I moan gutturally when he tears my pajama pants and panties down to my ankles.

His knee jams between my legs, and I shiver with need as he spreads them wide.

The hot, swollen head of his cock sinks against my slick pussy, and I bite my lip as I lift my gaze to meet his in the mirror.

One hand slides over my hip. The other wraps my hair in a tight fist and yanks my head back hard enough for wet heat to pool in my core.

“There isno onebut you, little villain,” he rasps. “Got it?”

I whimper and nod eagerly.

“Excellent. Now be a good fucking girl and take my fat fucking cock.”

Oh,fuck.

He sinks into me with one glorious thrust, burying every thick inch in my tight, wet heat. I bite down hard on my lip to stop myself from screaming, my face in the mirror caving as the power in his thrust sends me up onto the balls of my feet.

He slides out and then rams right in again, sending ripples of pleasure cascading through my body as my fingers claw the mirror in front of me.

“All.”

Thrust.

“I.”

Thrust.

“Ever.”