Abaddon’s Girl
He tasted himself on my lips and groaned, his grip tightening.
"Get naked. Lie down. Spread your legs."
His voice was ice, cutting through me like a blade.
I swallowed hard and obeyed, my pulse hammering in my throat.
From where I lay, I watched him move, my body thrumming with a dangerous mix of fear and anticipation. I knew what was coming.
And the sickest part? I craved it.
Pathetic, Aurelia.
Abaddon reached into his pants pocket. This time, he was naked, and I didn’t even know when he’d stripped.
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