Page 70 of The Darkest Hour
As if he heard me, the line of Havoc’s jaw twitched.
I sneered. “Pussy is not a basic need.”
“It is for me.”
“It isn’t.”
“Trust me. It is.”
“Havoc, I won’t trust you until you give me back my bag with my weapons in it.”
“Your weapons are now my weapons, and I like this bag too much to give it away.”
I leaned my head to the side. “I thought we were friends on the raft.”
“You thought correctly.”
“But now on the island things are different?”
“Absolutely not. Now on this island we are more than friends.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Just so we're clear, you think that not only am I going to be forced to stay on this shitty island with you trying to survive, but I will be your sex slave too? Sucking you off whenever you please?”
He groaned and slipped his gaze down my body. “Slave is such a despicable word.”
“But, you want a sex slave?”
He tapped the blade against his leg. “I don’t like the term slave. Let’s not use that word. And I don’t want your pussy, as I’ve proven before, I need it.”
“The only thing that you’ve proven is that you’re an opportunistic man trying to get his cock wet—”
“Not trying, Onyx.” He raised his free hand and lifted one finger. “I will wet my cock with you and you will enjoy it so much that for that hour it will be an escape of pleasure.”
“An hour?” I laughed. “Let’s be serious. It would barely be a minute.”
Havoc chuckled, a sound that was both dangerous and deeply masculine. His eyes sparkled with challenge. “You underestimate me, Onyx.”
Then, he sneered at me. “An hour would just be the start. That would be the moment where I will tease you with mouth, my tongue, make you crave my cock. Make you need it like you’ve never needed anything before in your life.”
I swallowed.
His words—so crude and raw—hit me with a jolt of unsettling arousal.
Then, he shrugged. “What else could we do on this island, but fuck?”
“We could try to get off of here—”
“There’s no leaving this island—”
“There is!”
“How?”
“We could. . .we could fucking figure out a way, especially if you stop thinking with your cock and use your damned brain.”
“I already used my brain and surmised that there is no-fucking-way off here.”
I took a deep breath. “We could build a better raft.”