"If you're going to kill me just do it and get it over with."
"No, Mida...Far from it."
I frowned at him.
He pressed closer. He was already too close.
I cringed away. Jared represented CORE.
Ownership of me. Everything I had wanted to escape.
"Why do you do that?" He asked.
"What?"
"Cower from me? You loved me once."
"You're not who I thought you. You're conscienceless."
"Am I?" He sighed.
"You kill people without blinking. Break someone's heart without a thought. I'm just your favorite toy."
"No." His mouth whitened. "That's not true."
"Then what would you call it?" I snapped. Angrily.
He growled. Tilting his head in warning. "Don't forget yourself, Mida. I was your willing slave once. Never again."
***
He was right. When we'd been partners at CORE he'd been a weapon I could point in any direction. I had made the plans, come up with the strategies. Essentially I'd been his handler.
But I let things go too far and soon he and I were more wrapped up in each other than the missions.
I was a welcome distraction for him.
"You're no plaything." He said huskily. Leaning down enough that his lips almost brushed mine as he spoke into my face. "You're everything."
"Stop it, Jared." I hissed. Glowering at him. "Don't claim to be in love. You're not capable of it."
"I'm glad you know." He stiffened. "Seems to me, I'm capable of an awful lot."
"Just let me go. For the sake of what we were before, just let me be." It was a tactic I hadn't tried before.
The only one.
"I have. For years. Your little playtime is over. Daddy has come home."
***
A muscle in his hard jaw ticked.
The first time he took me tonight was in my shower. My back pressed against the tile wall.
I shrieked at him to stop.
But he hooked my thigh with his strong forearm and swept it up. Putting a palm to the wall next to my waist to keep me open for him.
I could see he was already ready. Damn him!
"Jared. Don't..." I tried to slide up along the wall in an effort to escape him.
He watched me. Blue eyes searing me as the warm water doused his dark curling hair. Running in thick rivulets down his face to make his lips shine and pour over his swelled chest and abs. Cascading in tiny waterfalls between us.
"Not what you used to say..." He quirked a dark brow. Holding me there as if savoring his power over me.
***
"I used to be a fool."
He snorted. "Actually, I thought you were wiser then."
My brow knotted. "You mean before I left you."
He snarled through his teeth and I felt him enter me abruptly.
I gasped and tried to writhe away but his grip on my wrist and braced under my leg was unrelenting.
He pinned me to the wall driving into me as if starved. Growling as he stabbed into me. Each pulsing stroke intended to destroy me.
I turned my head away. Tightening my jaw and wincing every time he planted himself in my hot core. "Damn you, Jared."
"No, Mida. Damn you to Hell. Damn you for leaving and damn you back to me." He snarled. Chasing my face to consume my mouth. Delving his tongue in to punish mine. Pressing his teeth into my lips bitingly.
My whole body rocked from the impact of him entering me. My small pert breasts bouncing between us, nipples scraping the slight furring on his chest.
I managed to yank my face away from the unwanted kiss.
"And damn you, Mida, if you think you'll ever get the fuck away from me again." He pounded into me relentlessly.
I strained my neck and despite myself I screamed in frustration against the jutting pain of him pushing at the entrance to my womb.
"That's it, scream for me Mida."
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