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your mouth instead of my finger.”
    I nod as he takes his thumb from my mouth, dragging it over my lips to make them wet. “Good, Lillith. Nice and wet, just how I like them.”
    I smile from his comment. I don’t know why it makes me feel good to be so appreciated by someone I barely know, but it does. The opinion of someone unfamiliar with your weaknesses isn’t muddled by unconditional love. It’s pure honesty.
    With a wicked smile, he arches his back and starts unbuckling his belt. The sound it makes as it is pulled from the loops is as intimidating as it is enticing. “Lift up your arms and keep your hands together. Now, Lillith.” His words resonate in my ears as the belt is removed from his pants, and he flicks it between his hands. I raise my arms and watch him as he lowers his head and smirks. He’s staring at my breasts. My nipples perk up at the sight of his tongue licking his lips. Heat fills my cheeks … and my panties.
    He folds the belt and then snaps it a couple of times. “Sturdy material, don’t you think?”
    I nod swiftly, anxiety building up in my body. I struggle to keep my arms in the air. I have the sudden urge to cover up my body.
    He makes a flicking motion. I close my eyes to prepare for a blow, but it never happens. I hear him chuckle, and when I open my eyes again he’s just watching me with devilish eyes.
    “That was cruel,” I say under my breath.
    With his arms crossed behind his back, he takes a big step toward me and bends over. “No, it wasn’t. Cruelty is torture. You are not in pain. I am merely testing your response. Your ability to cope with what’s coming. Your aversion and … arousal.”
    I swallow as he steps back again, his firm back to me. “This is not my usual routine, but sometimes something comes along that’s just too hard to resist.”
    With that something, I’m guessing he means me. “Why? What is your usual routine, Mister Brand?”
    He turns his head toward me, flashing me a smile. “I take on the sinners, Lillith. Those who tread on the edge where the lines between what’s right and wrong have long been blurred.” He cocks his head as he turns back around to face me, the belt wrapped around his fists. “And you, Lillith, don’t tread on the line of morality, but on the line of sanity. I appreciate that difference. I enjoy new challenges.”
    “Well, I’m glad I can be of as much use to you, as you are to me.”
    Suddenly, he grabs my hands that were still in the air. The surprise move catches me off guard, and I’m left gasping for breath as he sniffs my hair. “Do not ever tell me I am useful to you, Lillith. I am not your savior. I am merely a piece of your puzzle, which you’ve yet to unravel. Don’t take me for a kind man, Lillith, because I am not. Contrary to what you may believe, I do not care for people. I take what I want, when I want, and that’s it.”
    I’m not buying his story. “Oh, really? Is that why you’ve come to visit me each and every day?”
    His hands are swift and rough as he reaches forward and wraps the belt around my wrists, carefully but harsh. Like he’s angry. I guess I struck a nerve.
    “Don’t make me regret it.”
    “But you admit that you do care?”
    He looks me in the eyes as he says, “Not one bit.” And then he picks me up by the shoulders and throws me on the bed. I yelp as I land on my cushion, and Sebastian immediately crawls on near my feet. Being trapped in here with him is nerve-wracking. In a good way. I think.
    As he kisses my feet, he gazes up at me with his big, blue, dangerous eyes. “I am simply checking up on what is mine.”
    His words should alarm me, but all they do is make me feel at ease. It’s strange, the way the mind reacts to trauma. How a person clings to another when there is nothing left, even though neither knows the other. And especially the way neither is willing to declare this ‘relation’ to be anything more than lust and an escape from reality.
    He kisses my