Chapter 57
KADENCE
Iran my fingers up the cool metal, my body shaking from a combination of anxiety and the orgasm she just gave me. Dominic didn’t have control over me anymore. He was no longer a monster in my nightmare because Blaize was the knight in leather who saved me, but she was letting me slay my own demons.
My fingers fumbled with his jeans, pulling the material down his legs to reveal him.
I wanted him to know what it felt like to be in agony.
The knife going through him wouldn’t be enough for him to feel the way I did when he watched Liam destroy me.
I still didn’t understand what I saw in him or his mediocre dick.
“I loved you,” I whispered, my voice coming out a lot stronger than I thought it would. “You laughed as your friend raped me. Watched as he broke a piece of me.” I dragged the tip of the dagger down his length.
“Caden, baby.”
“Caden is dead,” I hissed. “I gave you everything. I gave you my heart, and what did you do with it?”
He panicked, jerking in the chair as I gripped the knife. “C-Caden. Baby. Look, I love you. H-he s-said he’d kill me. I-I did it for us.”
I shook my head as I lifted the knife and plunged it into his cock.
His screams filled the room. “There is no us.” I pulled the blade out and stabbed him again, and again.
There was no one spot the knife met. I was feral, digging the knife into his groin, thighs, and cock until his blood was covering me and he was crying in agony. He was begging for mercy.
Mercy.
He wanted mercy when he didn’t give me anything. Dominic let Liam take a piece of me, and he just watched it happen. He even laughed at me and called me a whore. When shit hit the fan, he ran while I was bleeding out on a dirty mattress.
Blood pounded in my ears as my heart thudded against my chest. My entire body was shaking as the knife trembled in my hand.
The weight of what I just did crashed against me like a hurricane, and I collapsed to the floor as sobs wreaked havoc through me.
It wasn’t sadness, but the raw, gut-wrenching release of victory and freedom.
Every ounce of pain and misery he caused me flooded my mind, only to vanish in the haunting image of his mutilated body and the emptiness in his soulless eyes.
I was free. I no longer had to be afraid of him hurting me or using me.
Blaize took the knife from my hands and walked behind him, grabbing a fist full of his shaggy hair and jerking his head back.
“The only reason I’m not tormenting you, is because my girl deserves closure in your death.
Consider it mercy. Burn in hell.” Blaize dragged the edge of the blade across his throat, severing his carotid artery as he choked on his own blood.
Blaize came to my side, her bloody hands cupping my matching crimson cheeks. “I love you,” I whispered. “I love you so goddamn much.”
I grabbed the collar of her shirt, pulling her into me and slamming my lips to hers.
The kisses were sloppy and harder with heavy breathing between us.
Kissing her was euphoric, drawing everything that transpired in the last few hours.
Blaize made the nightmares fade away, and I wanted her to completely replace everything that happened to me in the past. I wanted Blaize to strip me bare, take every last tainted touch that kissed my skin, and replace it with filthy desire.
I wanted her to ruin me, to shower me in sin and pleasure as she worshiped me.
My body was hers along with my heart, and now I wanted her to reclaim every part of me.
“Fuck me,” I whispered against her lips
“Kadence, you're hurt,” she said against my lips.
“I don’t care. Fuck me. Show me who I belong to and make me forget I was ever hurt before.”
She stood up, pulling me with her as she pushed me into our bedroom.
Blaize made a quick pit stop as I kissed her neck, grabbing a harness and a purple curved dildo that looked terrifying, but exactly what I wanted.
She pushed me towards the bathroom, shimming out of her clothes as she slipped into the harness.
I spun on my heel, sitting on the counter as I watched her attach the toy onto the harness. “You are mine, Kadence.” She grabbed my hips, pulling me off the counter slightly before she slammed into me. “Fuck, you’re perfect, princess.”
“Please, Blaize,” I whimpered. I wrapped my arms around her neck, digging my nails into her back as she slammed into me. “Oh, fuck.”
Blaize grabbed my hip, pounding into me harder. “Come on, princess, let me hear you.” She thrusted into me harder and faster, fucking me with zeal. Her teeth grazed against my ear, nibbling softly before a low rumble escaped her lungs. “Scream for me, let me hear how I own you.”
My back arched, her words sending me closer to the edge, but I didn’t want this to end just yet.
I was hers, and I wanted her to leave a permanent mark on my soul.
Blaize Matthews was everything my heart desired and everything I needed in life.
She was the woman who was meant to love me, and she was healing a heart she didn’t shatter.
“I’m yours, Blaize.” My fingers dug into her dark hair as I pulled her closer to me. Physically, she couldn’t get closer, but I wanted our souls combined.
“Mine,” she growled in my ear as her thrusts became more erratic. She fucked me hard and fast, barely giving me time to catch my breath, but that was exactly what I wanted from her. This woman knew how to hit the perfect spots and make me feel alive after I spent years as a broken shell.
Blaize Matthews healed the shattered parts of me, and I knew as time went on, my past would be nothing compared to the future I had with this magnificent woman.
It took no time for me to lose myself in the way Blaize made me feel and how she made my body react. My nails dug into her back, my back arching as my orgasm ripped through me. Blaize sunk her teeth into my shoulder as her thrusts slowed. This was perfect, and everything I needed.
“I love you,” I whispered against her neck.
She pulled back and cupped my cheeks. “I love you, too, princess. Is my needy girl satisfied? I think murder turned you on, baby.”
I laughed, sinking against the mirror. “Who knew? Now I need you to actually fuck me like you hate me.”