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fingers might leave marks. He hauled her backward so that she dragged against the comforter, rucking it up as she went, until she bent in an L across the edge of the bed.
    He wound a hand through her hair, hauling her head upward. “Is this what you want?”
    The angle of her neck was so extreme that her breathing…grated. Turned raspier. Without the support of her hands, she was one long, vulnerable, arcing curve. Air washed over her stomach and tits. The beads of her nipples were so tight that the air-conditioned breeze felt like a caress.
    His other fingers delved in her pussy again, circling through her tender flesh. She tingled and floated. She was outside of herself. It could be beautiful if she disappeared into him, even for a while.
    She worked to swallow. Behind closed eyes, white sparks bloomed. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
    “What?” He leaned closer so that his whole body hunched over her. His warmth and his strength were promises, were threats. “What was that, my pretty little whore? Do you want my prick?”
    The sound that worked out of her throat was something like a moan, something like a lost mewl. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, which made no damn sense. She was more alive than she’d been in years.
    “Please. Take me.” She sobbed. A raw ache came all the way up from where she’d once been so hopeful. “Use me.”
    He growled and let go of her hair. Sunny slammed back down to the bed. He palmed her ass and pulled her soft flesh apart until she stung and wanted. Only the first nudge of his broad head provided warning before he filled her. He was harder than he’d been in years. She flinched from the fullness, then arched back into his movements.
    “There,” he said all grunts and mean, frothing words. “That’s my slut. Fuck that needy pussy back on my cock. You want it so goddamn bad.”
    “I do,” she said on another sob.
    “Leaving me? You’re leaving me?”
    In pleasure and in pain, lost and found, she didn’t know if she could come—not with the raw way he plunged into her. He wasn’t hunting for her G-spot, not slowly amping up the pace to pull her toward orgasm.
    He was taking . Every jerk of his hips was about what he wanted and what turned him on.
    She was secondary.
    The very thought made her explode.
    Her cunt clenched as lightning sparks jolted down her legs, up through her chest, where her breathing became raggedy moans. Another flood of her wetness poured between them, and her clit was made of goddamn rainbows.
    She sobbed. Liam wasn’t put off. If anything, he fucked her harder. He planted one hand at the small of her back for leverage and slammed into her. His hips twitched and pulsed as he came. He groaned so low and long and mean that he sounded like an animal let loose between them.
    Maybe he was. Maybe they were both less than human at that moment.
    Sunny closed her eyes and tried to ignore the way her body felt. Just right shouldn’t have been the description, but it was the first phrase that surged into her mushy mind.
    Liam peeled away from her. She heard the shift and whisper of cloth, then the clicking shush of his zipper. Her fingertips spasmed on nothing across her back, realizing he’d never gotten fully undressed.
    Something bounced on the bed at her side. She twisted her neck to see it—the black-handled silver safety scissors with the blunted tips. A cold and frightened feeling made her chest coil.
    “You’ll need those,” he said with disdain dripping from every word. “Holler if you can’t get out. Maybe I’ll come back.”
    He walked out of their bedroom and shut the door.

Chapter Five
    Dash woke with a start where he slept on the couch. Smack, boom, snap —the memories of the night before slammed into his stomach. He curled toward the couch cushions and hugged one of the throw pillows against his face. The sunlight wasn’t strong coming in through the west-facing living room windows. He didn’t want to see it.
    His mind was a