Page 126 of Misted
I feel like someone reached inside my chest, ripped my fucking heart out, and chopped it to pieces. I don’t have the energy to go after Ink. I just stare down at Mist with what I’m sure looks like a dumb as fuck expression.
Her lips tremble and she grips me tighter. “I can explain.”
“Got to wait,” Ink continues, oblivious to the rippling tension in the air. “About the stalker. I have the perfect trap…”
His voice drifts in the background as I turn and head inside. Mist tries to stop me, but I yank her arm free.
I’m fuming by the time I arrive upstairs. I want to smash everything in sight and bring the whole fucking place down. Then I recall I bought the house for her just a few days ago. I wanted this to be our home and I hid the deed to surprise her with it.
I wanted to finally make our dream come true. Because even though we lost our child and almost lost each other, we found our paths back to one another.
How could I be so fucking blind?
All this time, she was planning to offer herself to Hades’ hell on Ink’s behalf.
I jam my fist at the wall and a growl spills from my throat.
My punches halt when I see Mist at the stairs. She’s approaching me with careful steps as if I’m a wounded, volatile animal. “I didn’t do it for him. I did it for you.”
I laugh with a bitter edge. “Is that your excuse?”
“Ink is the only one who can catch the stalker. Their methods and gaming systems are similar.”
“Never occurred to you that he’s the fucking stalker?”
She shakes her head. “No. Ink doesn’t waste his energy on something that doesn’t benefit him. You don’t know him as well as I do.”
“Fucking obviously.” I turn to leave.
“Listen to the very end, dammit.” She grips my arm hard and swings me back. “Ink has been studying the stalker’s patterns for a while. That’s why I needed him out. If the only way to do that is to offer myself to Hades, then I’d do it all over again.” Her shoulders hunch. “I don’t think you understand when I say that I’ll do anything it takes to keep you safe.”
I clutch her wrist, drag her to the room and slam the door shut. I pin her against the bed and crush my lips to hers. She opens for me with a whimper. I thrust my tongue inside and kiss her like this is the last day on earth and she’s the only thing keeping me fucking alive.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I grunt against her lips as I pull down the sorry excuses of straps holding her dress.
“No, you don’t understand. I…oh...”
She arches her back when my mouth finds one of her tight pink nipples. I bite on it hard and pinch the other just as hard. Mist screams and when I trail my hand inside her knickers, she’s soaking wet.
“It’s you who doesn’t understand, Hellion. This,” I cup her harshly, groaning at how much she comes undone. “Is mine.” I pinch her nipple again. “This is also mine. You. Are. Mine. It’s time you learn what mine fucking means.”
“But —”
“No Buts. There’s no way in fuck you’re going anywhere anymore.”
“But Hades and…”
I place a hand on her mouth and yank my shorts down. I’m already rock hard. “Don’t mention his name when I’m about to fuck you into oblivion.”
Mist nods frantically, and with my hand against her pussy, I can feel how turned on she is.
I flip her over so she’s on her hands and knees with her tight arse in full view. My palm comes down on it in successive spanks until she’s dripping wet and crying out in both pleasure and pain.
She wriggles against my hand, demanding more. I give her that. I give her everything. We’re not the children from fifteen years ago. Our passion lost some of its purity and gained a raw, potent strength. It’s all about consuming each other and never getting fucking enough.
Today, she’ll be mine wholly and thoroughly.
My fingers smear her wetness from her folds to her slowly opening arsehole. She doesn’t stiffen as she used to at the beginning. If anything, she moans at the feel of my thumb between her sore arse cheeks. I’ve been preparing her since the day I knew she remained virgin where I didn’t touch her before.