I held eye contact for a moment before saying softly, “No.” He didn’t look happy with my answer. “You really shouldn’t be letting me fuck you.” I realized he did feel guilty for taking something he thought he didn’t deserve. The more he said, the harder I fell. I should shut my mouth and let him force another orgasm from me, but I suddenly needed to give him something I’d never given anyone else: the truth. “I always knew, you know .. .? I always knew the man my papa was.” My throat felt tight. “He killed someone—a woman—when I was little. I saw her lying in her own blood. And I forced myself to forget because I didn’t want to believe it. But I never really forgot; I just got good at lying to myself. I’m not the angel my papa calls me...” A tear ran down my cheek. “I’m not even a good person.” “Kotyonok . . .” Ronan chuckled. “My dick’s inside you, and you’re crying about your papa.” It sounded a little silly when he said it like that. “I was just—” “I know what you were trying to do. And it was sweet. But there’s still a big difference between you and me.” The nautical star tattoos on his shoulders glinted black in the sunlight. “You’ll never ask me for more than I can give.” Darkness clouded his eyes, and his hand collared my throat, a thumb running across a hickey he’d put there. “I’ve already taken everything you have to give.” I held his gaze, my heart a battering ram pounding against the wall of my chest. “And now, I’m going to take a little more.” OceanofPDF.com