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He licked even more furiously, pumping like a crazed man. I was thrown by how powerful the orgasm became, the rush of vibrations unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I could no longer see clearly from the heavy sprinkling of colors dancing across my field of vision. This was the most incredible thing I’d ever felt in my life.
As a single orgasm swept into a second, I was struck by the electricity shooting through every vein and muscle. He held me tightly, refusing to let me go until I stopped shaking altogether. I lolled my head to the side, laughing softly as he pressed kisses against one inner thigh then the other.
When I suddenly felt a swath of cool air, I snapped my head front and center. Maddox was standing over me like the true predator he was, peering down, his chest heaving.
“What are you doing?” I asked, no longer recognizing my voice.
He took his sweet time answering, a wry smile crossing his face as he pushed down his swim trunks. I was given a beautiful show, his long, thick cock making my mouth water all over again.
“What am I doing?” he repeated as he stepped out of his trunks, kicking them aside.
“Uh-huh.”
“Now, I’m going to fuck you. Every. Single. Hole.”
CHAPTER 17
Maddox
An arranged marriage?
Was she kidding me?
The ugliness swimming in my mind was intolerable. Would Arman do something that ridiculous, putting his own daughter in harm’s way? Would he dare attempt to sell her off to the highest bidder? There was something off about the entire situation, just like I’d felt before. The fact he hadn’t told me what he was dealing with alluded to the possibility my notions were spot on.
And I hated not being able to believe in Arman at this moment. Was it clouding my judgment, making me consider doing something that would tear a seam in our friendship that likely would never be mended?
Rage remained just below the surface, my gut telling me I was right. Why? Was the attack predicated by Arman’s refusal toallow a connection to be made? I did my best to shove it aside for now, but I would revisit it in the morning.
“Maddox,” Zoe whispered, dragging me back to the present.
I took a deep breath, holding it as I allowed my gaze to fall to her bare feet, almost as if seeing her for the first time. What I wanted to do was blasphemous, but there was no turning back. My anger was fueling my cock, shoving aside all rationality.
Hunger.
I felt famished and it had nothing to do with needing nourishment. At least my thirst had been quenched; the sweet taste of Zoe’s pussy lingering in my mouth and throat only dragged the beast from deep within closer to the surface. I licked my lips in appreciation as I studied her voluptuous body, doing what I could to control the darkness swelling from deep within.
In laying claim to her, in shredding the forbidden veil that I’d honored, I’d placed her life even more into the danger zone. Keeping her safe could prove to be difficult. However, there was no turning back the clock, no chance of erasing what had been building since seeing her in New York.
The consequences would be difficult, painful, but were ones I would handle when necessary. Now I needed more, so much more that every muscle remained tense.
She tilted her head, her eyes shimmering in the firelight. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever set eyes on. And she was truly all woman, every inch from her long legs and curved hips to her small waist and breasts that fit perfectly in my hands. I’d meant what I’d told her before. No man would ever touch her again or they’d face my wrath.
Her quiet purrs said volumes, the longing in her eyes full of hope for the future.
I’d laughed the first time I’d reminded myself I was a rule breaker, but here I was, tasting the forbidden again. Somehow, I knew the words I’d issued, the possessiveness I’d shown regarding the stunning yet aggravating beauty, would come back and bite me.
But I didn’t seem to give a shit. I’d meant what I’d said: my ownership of her was just beginning. I wanted more and would take everything I craved. I wasted no time pulling her onto her knees. As I grasped both sides of her face, rubbing my thumbs roughly across her jaws, she looked up at me lovingly.
“You belong to me,” I repeated as I stroked her face, marveling in the way she shivered at my touch.
“Forever?”
“Until the end of time.”
I’d heard what she’d said, the love she’d expressed. There was still a part of me that knew I should continue driving her away, doing everything I could to make her hate me. She was too good, too innocent, and I was a vile man after all, the fucking Boogeyman that she should run from, terrified of what I could do.
Instead, the gravitational pull between us was only getting stronger, pushing me to do unspeakable and extremely filthy things to her luscious body. I had difficulty breathing or even thinking clearly, but as I brought her head closer to my aching cock, I sensed her increasing need.
