Rage - Frank Castle x OC

Rage - Frank Castle x OC

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I stopped mid-bite, setting the fork down slow.
 "You seen my sister." The waitress chewed her lip, looking nervous now. 
"She hasn't been around much, stopped showing up a few months ago." 
"What happened?" I asked. She sighed, glancing around like she was afraid someone might hear. 
"Eva started seein' some guy. Bad news, real bad.
She got herself into some trouble she couldn't handle.
Went to somebody for help. A guy." I leaned forward, my shadow falling over the counter between us. 
My knuckles whitened around the coffee mug.
"What guy?" She swallowed hard, setting the coffee pot down with a small clink. Her voice dropped to a whisper.
"Frank Castle."
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She shivers involuntarily at his touch, hating how her body betrays her. Clenching her teeth, she refuses to look at him, staring blankly at the ceiling. "Go to hell," she mutters. "Well, my little rage queen," he whispers darkly, one hand capturing both of her wrists above her head while the other traces circles on her stomach. "I can't go to hell. But I sure as fuck can make those pretty eyes roll back and make you beg..." His fingers trail lower, "See those stars," he growls, his fingers finally reaching their destination and spreading her thighs wider. "I'm going to make you see the whole galaxy..." His blue eyes locked onto hers, he slowly pushes his finger inside her, curling them upward. "Hate me now..." Her breathing grows heavier, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She bites her lip to hold back a whimper as he adds another finger. "I-I still h-hate you," she manages to choke out, her voice strained. "He laughs darkly, adding a third finger. "Prove it then"

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