Chapter 11
DANTE
I groan as I reach my climax. Closing my eyes, I lean against the tree and try hard to keep my balance so I don’t fall out of it.
Jerking myself off in a tree while wearing a gas mask is risky when the sun hasn’t fully set yet, but I had to see her again, had to make sure she was okay after what Evan did to her.
I couldn’t stay away; I wanted just one glimpse of her to get me through the night.
What I wasn’t expecting was to find her like this, but I’m not complaining.
Knowing that I’m about to start a fire soon already had my blood rushing through my veins.
As if she can sense my presence, Essence turns her head and looks out the window, and when she does, my blood runs cold.
Even from here, I can see the bruise on her face, and I'm filled with a murderous rage.
Evan hurt my flower, and that’s simply unacceptable.
Essence is mine—mine to hurt, mine to break.
I want to pick her sweet flesh with my knife until she bleeds, slice into her perfect brown skin until she’s covered in my marks. Her dainty little body is perfect, those round breasts heaving as she tries to control her breathing. My dick aches with the need to be buried deep inside of her.
Just be patient. You’ll have her when the time is right.
But I want that time to be now. I’ve waited six months to show myself to her, and I'm done waiting.
I need her—and I’m going to have her by any means necessary, but I need to get rid of that asshole boyfriend first.
He’ll regret ever putting his hands on her.
I’ll make sure of that.