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I hold my position, resting a hand against the door.
She won't shoot me.
She’s missed far too many opportunities to end me.
“Does it make you hard, Niki? Thinking about killing me? Because thinking about ending you makes me incredibly wet.”
A laugh almost escapes me. She’s got balls.
But I also know she’s lying through her teeth, she’s wet, not over thoughts of killing me, but over the thought of me getting my hands on her again.
I lick my lips and step through the door.
“Why don’t you put the gun down and find out for yourself, d’yavolitsa?”
As I close the distance between us, she holds her position. Fuck, it’s hot.
The end of her gun connects with my throat, and I push her back against the mirror by the shoulder, holding her in position and placing my own gun under her jaw.
She bites down on her lip with a fire in her eyes. That one I fucking love.
“I’m going to fuck you until I don’t love you anymore.”
That’s the only way I can get over her and move on. Finding out the truth and fucking her until I am done.
She shakes her head and lets out a chuckle.
“You think I’d let you ever stop loving me, Nikolai?”
She presses the gun harder against my skin.
“I’ll never let you. Even in death, I’ll haunt you so you never forget me. Go ahead, kill me. That won’t stop you from loving me.”
I blow out a breath and grit my teeth, knowing she’s right.
"Do you like pain? Or just inflicting it?" I say, trailing the barrel of my gun between her breasts and traveling south.
She sucks in a breath, her eyes going wide, and I grin at her. Nudging open her legs, I slide the weapon under her lace panties and she gasps.
With my free hand, I slip the strap of her bra from her shoulder, pulling it back and licking her sweet skin all the way down, before taking her nipple in my mouth and biting.
Hard enough for a little scream to escape her.
How can you hate someone so violently, yet love them so passionately at the same time?
There are many evils in this world. Some need to be destroyed, others, like Mila, just need to be fucked into submission.
“Well?” I prompt her, slowly moving the gun over her pussy, letting it soak it.
“Both,” she says breathlessly, lowering her weapon from my throat and it drops on the floor.
“Are you going to tell me the truth, d’yavolitsa? Or am I going to have to fuck it out of you?” I ask before sinking my teeth into her neck.
Enough for the twang of blood to fill my mouth.
Her legs open wider and I take the opportunity to tease her entrance, not pushing it in.
“My secrets are buried deep. Only one way to find out.”