Daddy's Adorable Assassin (Daddy's Little Deviants)

He released my hand, caught me around the waist, and pulled me to the edge of the bed. “Cosmo, listen to me, baby. I am telling the truth.” When I batted at him, he caught both my hands and forced them back against the bed. “The whole time he was kissing me, all I could think of was you and how different your kisses taste. Of how completely into you I am—so much it fucking scares me. You want to know why I haven’t had sex with you again, Cosmo? Because when I touch you like this.” He squeezed my hands and kissed my cheek. “When I kiss you… when I’m inside you, I lose reason. I don’t know what the hell Virgil did to you to make you love that I hurt you, but whatever it is, it’s bad, Cosmo. It’s really bad, and I can feel that sickness creeping in me. I want to violate you, fuck you, and watch you cry while you struggle to take me inside you. I shouldn’t want it, but I fucking do, and I hate myself for it.”

He slammed his lips onto mine and kissed me hard. When he pushed his tongue into my mouth, I bit him, and he pulled back and swore. “I can taste my blood on your tongue. Why does that turn me on?” He kissed my neck, biting into my flesh, and I gasped, a thrill running down my spine, and I arched up into him. “I want to gnaw on your flesh until your soul agrees that it’s only mine. You adorable little fool, how can I look at another man when all my heart sees is you?”

Even though I heard the words, I couldn’t get the sight of him and Agent Knight from my mind.

“Prove it.”

He buried his face in my neck. “The way you want me to prove it to you, I’ll destroy you. Or you’ll destroy me, but there’s no way we come out of this unscathed, Cosmo. What the fuck have you done to me?”

He gripped my hair and pulled my head back, suckling so hard on the skin of my neck I cried out.

“Daddy, stop. You’re hurting me.”

My neck got a temporary release when he raised his head and stared into my eyes. “If you really want me to stop, Cosmo, you know what to do.”

My chest rose and fell hard as he moved away from me to the bedside table. I scrambled to my knees but didn’t get far. He caught the waistband of my shorts and yanked me back to him, then flipped me over onto my back.

“I want you to see my face this time. Want you to see exactly what I’ve become because I was foolish enough to touch you when I knew better.”

Hunter pulled my shorts down my hips and threw them to one side. With a finger hooked in my thong, he pulled it to the side and freed my hard cock.

“Look how hard you are already, even knowing just how much I am going to use you.”

But I didn’t care about any of that. None of that mattered. I spread my legs willingly for him and reveled in the way he swore.

“I’m yours, Daddy. I don’t care how you take me—hard or slow. Just promise me you’ll never betray me. Please. I couldn’t take it.”

“I don’t think I could.”

“Swear it on your wife’s grave.”

“Cosmo—”

“Swear it.”

“No, she’s my wife.”

“I’ve already taken her place, and you know it. You were never this crazy about her, were you, Daddy? Admit it. I give you something you didn’t know you needed.”

He stared down at me and, for a long time, didn’t say anything. “Your mouth is like poison.”

Yet he kissed me.

This time, I didn’t bite him. I gave him the poison he should stay away from but which was already swirling in his blood. But that same poison was the thing keeping him alive, so he kept coming back for more, stroking my tongue with his, slanting his mouth over me, and sucking out my soul.

I’d been foolish to think he wouldn’t affect me, and now I was just as gone as he was. Virgil had been right. He’d obviously known this would happen and had warned me about it, but I hadn’t listened. I’d wanted to know what being invaded by Hunter felt like, and now I wanted his entire fleet to lay siege to my body.

Hunter lubed his cock, his eyes on me all the time. I glanced away from the rawness they reflected.

“No.” He caught my chin and forced my head forward. “I want you to look at me when I take you. If you don’t believe the words coming from my lips, perhaps you’ll find the answers you want in how much I enjoy what I’m about to do to you. Now spread your legs for me some more, my little doll.”

I widened my legs. He took my cock in his hand and stroked me. “Fuck, look how small and precious you are. And then you come to my bed, and you turn into—you turn into this insatiable beast that wants everything I’m not sure I′m prepared to give.”

“But I want it all.”

“Then take it.”

He folded my legs back and pressed into me so gently tears sprang into my eyes.