“Micah!” I whined as his cock slid free, leaving me hollow and empty in a way that claws my insides. “W-what is wrong?” My voice came out needy and trembling, just like I was feeling inside.

I held out my hands, reaching for him, and that was when I felt his. His gaze burned, not in a way that sends shivers down my spine, but in a way that says, ‘I would burn you into pieces and throw the ash in a canal."

“Micah.” I whispered again, but my mind was already racing. My brain had made the connection already, but I refused to agree to the conclusion I had...