SAINT.
Eve stiffened like a rabbit caught in a snare, her nails tearing into my back. Her wide, doe eyes flicked over my shoulder toward the voice.
And me? I didn't f*****g flinch. Didn't even so much as blink. My c**k stayed pressed against her soaked slit, my fingers still buried knuckle-deep inside her. My head turned slowly, predator-slow, to the side, toward the doorway.
"Oh, God..." The intruder's voice shook.
Very good. That meant they understood too late that they'd already f****d up beyond repair.
I let my smirk curve cruelly before I spoke. "You’ve got three seconds to explain why you’re standing in my doorway uninvited before I carve your tongue out and feed it to you, Karashi.”
Eve trembled against me, trying to twist out of my grip. I slammed her back against the wall h
