Peyton Gulping down the sudden lump stuck within my throat, I turn away from Killian with heat crawling on my cheeks. How can he say that so bluntly and raw? I can't believe he wants to get intimate with me. Does he think this will make me forget Lancelot? "Since I have known you, Peyton Barlowe, all that you've suffered is nothing but pain. You need to know pleasure as well," Killian rasps out from behind me. "Let me fuck you, Peyton. Forgive me if I am too vulgar with words," My mouth parts and sharp breath flows out because his words are having too much effect on me. "I'm leaving," I say, then start heading towards the door because my body is unconsciously pulling towards him. And if I stay here any moment, I'll have no option but to give him all of me. I am already a few steps away from the door when Killian walks towards the door, locks it, and presses his back to it, so I will be unable to leave. "You're naked, Peyton. You have only that shirt on. And how do you expect m

PeytonThere's a bloodstain on the sheet covers, my blood when Killian's dick broke the bonds between my hymen.I swallow hard.How would Rein feel if she finds out?Not like she would, but I can't help thinking about how they're still together and I let him do as he pleases with me. He'll still go back to her, kiss her, and make love to her on this bed. After all, I am nothing to him. Will remain.Lancelot would probably be tossing in his grave now. Agitated that I betrayed him by sleeping with another man barely four weeks after his death. I was like a precious pearl to him when he was alive. I'll bet if someone had told him I'll sleep with another man after not mourning him for long, he'd have knocked the person's head off.Let the dead be the dead, Peyton. Freya says, trying to make me feel less rotten, but it does help.Biting down on my bottom lip in shame, I hold up the sheet covers to shield my body from Killian's gaze.Because he's looking at me like he wants to fuck me again