Why must he insist on pissing me off? Anal sex He looks so lovely; his face peaceful and exquisite as an obsidian angel’s. Hell fucking no. “Ida-” I begin, but do not finish as I watch her edge further away with every second that passes. I turn back toward her just as she steps under the air vent in all her feral beauty. You let him take you.”
Her eyes widen with shock. “Stop, Asmodeus, you’re creeping me out.”
All the glowing contentedness I’d been feeling only moments before vanishes into thin air as my irrational annoyance grows. I cup her face in my hands and kiss her full on the lips. I, who behaved like a rotten, spoilt child last night and threatened her when all she did was care for me. That she would consider a rapist, like the creature that violated her, to be her kin? He presses his body close to mine, combing the fingers of one hand through my hair while the other wonders lower, brushing against my thigh. Yanking it back, I retreat a step as she covers her face with her hands and sinks to
