Chapter 81
KASMINE.
The phone dangled between Kester’s fingers; the screen began to glow with the same name flashing persistently. Jake.
The way he held the phone, the way his jaw ticked beneath the dim sunset glow, the way his body coiled like a beast seconds away from striking–I knew I was in trouble.
Kester was a possessive man. Territorial to the point of madness. I had never tested his patience like this before. I’d danced around the edges of it, teased him with it, but now? Now, I had shoved a blade straight into the gut of his control.
“Where did you get that?” My voice came out hoarse, almost pathetic.
His lips twitched, but there was no amusement in his eyes. Only something terrifyingly dark. Something sharp enough to cut. “Where do you think, baby?”
I swallowed hard.
I had hidden it well. Or at least, I thought I had.
Kester hummed, tilting his head and running a thumb over the screen. “Funny thing about secrets, Mine,” he murmured. “They don’t stay buried for long.”
Then, right before my eyes, he turned and flung the phone into the water below.
Gone..
I gasped, my pulse spiking, my body jerking forward instinctively like I could somehow retrieve it, but Kester was faster. His arm wrapped around my waist, dragging me back against his chest and forcing me to feel every ripple of muscle and every ounce of heat burning through his skin
He dipped his head, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I haven’t killed him, you know…”
My heart stopped.
“He’s just a boy,” Kester continued, his voice so low and terrifying in its softness. “A small, fucking boy who doesn’t even know what to do with a woman like you.” He exhaled slowly, his fingers gripping my hips. “And because his late mother was once friends with mine, I let him breathe.”
I trembled, my nails digging into the railing. “Kester-”
“But you,” he cut me off, his teeth grazing my ear. “You’re pushing me too hard, baby.”
He turned me in his arms so fast my breath hitched, his dark, bottomless eyes pinning me.
“You keep testing me,” he rasped, his thumb dragging along my throat. “Keep tempting me to be the man you know I can be.” His hand slipped lower, curling around my waist. “Do you want me to snap?”
I whimpered, my knees locking together as his fingers slid up my thigh, under my dress, his knuckles brushing the heat between my legs.
“Tell me, Kasmine.” His breath was a ghost against my lips, his body caging me in, owning me, consuming me. Do you want me to remind you why no one else can have you?”
I hated how easily I melted for him.
How my body surrendered before my mind could even protest.
“I
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Chapter 81
I should have been angry. I should have fought back. But instead, I ached.
His eyes dropped to my mouth, and in one swift move, he crushed his lips against mine.
It wasn’t a kiss.
It was destruction.
He swallowed my gasp, his hand fisting my hair as he kissed me like he wanted to mark me from the inside out. His tongue thrust into my mouth, demanding, taking, owning.
I moaned into him, my body arching, my hands clutching at his arms.
“You’re shaking,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “Is it fear… or pleasure?”
A pulse of heat shot through me, and I whimpered as his hand wrapped around my throat, forcing me to meet his
gaze.
“You will never fucking lie to me again,” he growled. “Do you hear me?”
I nodded breathlessly.
His grip tightened, “Say it.“–
“I–I won’t lie to you,” I choked out.
A dark smirk touched his lips. “Good girl.”
Then he yanked my dress down, baring me to the cool evening air, to him.
Before I could even catch my breath, his mouth was on me again. His tongue lashed over my nipple, his teeth scraping just hard enough to make me gasp.
My head fell back, my hands digging into his hair as he moved lower, trailing wet kisses down my stomach, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of my panties.
“Let me remind you, baby.” He hooked the fabric, dragging it down my legs slowly, “Let me remind you who you fucking belong to.”
He turned me harshly, pressing my back against him, my bare stomach leaning against the railing.
The height beneath me was dizzying–just one slip, and I’d be swallowed by the water and darkness beneath us.
But the risk made it intoxicating.
The way he easily pulled down his pants and freed his length made me shudder. And then, the next moment, he pushed inside my sore pussy. A yelp escaped my lips at the suddenness.
My body arched beneath him with a mixture of pain and pleasure, fear and desire, when he began to thrust into
- me.
He gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer to him to give him a better angle for a deeper penetration.
“Ahh… Kester… Please…” I cried as he pushed me to the edge.
He moved his hand to my throat, his thumb rubbing against my pulse as he spoke, “You are mine. Only mine. Do you understand?” his voice was dark and dangerous. I nodded, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “Don’t make me kill anyone else because of you.”
My brain was too busy to even proceed what he had just said. I just nodded blindly, moaning like a slut.
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“Don’t just stand there. Fucking fuck me back!” He rasped, smacking my bare ass, making me to yelp. I obeyed, moving my hips and waist to match his thrusts.
As he thrust deeper, I noticed a section of the railing, a splintered piece of wood, looking increasingly fragile. The force of his punishing thrusts was making it crack and splitter even more.
I tried to move, but his hand held my waist firmly, keeping ne right in place.
My stomach clenched.
“Kester-
His hand shot up to my throat, fingers curling around it, cutting off my words before they could spill.
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