Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
It’s also because my pussy continues to throb between my legs, and my legs still quake from the vile amount of arousal I just felt.
God, I can’t believe I just let that happen.
That I not only failed to kill him but also let him … touch me.
Kiss me.
Degrade me.
Fuck my mouth.
Grope me until I came moaning out loud.
I bite my bottom lip until I feel a pang of pain and touch it. Blood.
Motherfucker. He made me bleed too.
Next time I see him, I’ll find out who he really is.
And then I’ll finish him off.
MILO
I listen to the breathy sounds and moans coming from the other room.
Someone in there is having a hell of an amazing time.
WHACK!
The whip comes down so hard I moan out loud. It burns and stings my skin and makes my cock burst with need. Fuck.
But my body … God, my body can’t take it anymore.
“Enough,” I mutter, breathing out heavy breaths.
“I’m not done yet,” Nathan barks.
My knees almost cave in on me. “I can’t … Banana.”
Nathan growls but throws the whip aside anyway.
I sink to the floor and lie in a puddle of my own sweat, blood, and tears. A smile slowly erupts on my face. Every inch of my body is doused in tingles and happiness, like lightning zinging through my pores.
“Even now … you’re still smiling?” he asks.
“You know I love it.”
Nathan scoops me up from the floor and takes me out of the cage, settling me down on the couch. He grabs some ointment from the top shelf and rubs it into my skin. I hiss from the pain.
“Does it hurt a lot?” he asks.
“It’s fine,” I answer. “I can handle it.”
“You were too late calling out the stop word,” he says.
“I know,” I reply, smiling.
He sits down beside me on the black velvet couch. “Then why didn’t you?”
“I know you needed it.” I rub my lips together. “You needed the release more than I needed to quit.”
He suddenly pulls me close and wraps his arms around me, hugging me tight.
And it’s all I need to pull through.
I know his pain, this need to hurt, the anguish in his heart, and I’m willing to take all of it.
“I can take your pain,” I say. “What I can’t take is your regret.”
He pushes me away again and tips up my chin. “Thank you.”
His forehead leans against mine, and honestly, it’s moments like these that make it all worth it.
Suddenly, someone unlocks our door and steps inside.
There’s only one guy here with a key to this room.
“I hate to break up the private party you guys have going on in here,” Kai says, “but you know there’s a hole in the wall, right?”
Nathan just stares at him, indifferent. “So?”
Kai leans against the doorframe. “Someone was watching.”
Nathan shrugs. “Let them. I don’t care. Do you?” he asks me.
I smirk. “Fuck no. Maybe they got off on the violence.”
When I think about it, I already get hard, and looking at Nathan, so does he.
“O…kay.” Kai swallows away the lump in his throat. “And you don’t want to know who it was?”
“Why? Is it important?” Nathan throws him a glare.
“Um…” Kai pauses, and my brow rises from how he fumbles with his words. He never fumbles. “No, not particularly. Anyway, did you guys find enough goods?”
Grinning, I get up, but Nathan grabs my wrist. “Whoa, you’re not nearly steady enough to walk yet.”
“I know my limits,” I reply, and he releases me. “It’s fine.” I walk off to the closet and shove my key inside, opening it up as Kai walks closer. “Ta-daaa! I present to you the loot.”
Kai rolls his eyes. “It’s not an online game, Milo.”
“Felt like raiding to me,” I retort, grasping a stack of the credit cards I stole from the wardrobe section. “This has to be worth at least a couple of thousand. And we’ve got stacks.”
“They’re gonna ask questions downstairs, you know,” Nathan says.
“While they just got wasted?” Kai scoffs. “I doubt it.”
Nathan gets up from the couch. “Eventually. If not tonight, then tomorrow.”
“Hey … we’re doing this for you,” Kai says, eyeing him.
“I know,” he replies, swallowing his pride. “Thank you.”
“Yeah, you don’t have to worry,” I say, throwing my arm around his neck. “We’ve got you. You’re our boy.”
“Not my boy,” Kai says, winking. “But he can sleep here.”
“So are we done for tonight then, or do we need to collect more?” I ask.
Nathan turns to me. “You’ve done enough.”
“Fuck no,” I say. “I’d rather stay ahead of those threats.”
“I think this will be just enough to ward them off,” Kai says, counting the money. “For now.”
Nathan breathes a sigh of relief.
“Go enjoy the party before everyone finds out their cash is gone,” he adds, and he stuffs it all back into the closet and closes it, tucking the key into his pocket. “I’ll see you all later.”