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“No, I was dreaming about some hot guy with a big dick, but he’s not here so…”
Oh, there she is. My smart-mouthed siren. “I should make you pay for that.” I sink all the way inside her with one hard thrust.
“Holy shit,” she gasps as I stretch her wide.
Running my nose along her throat, I drink in her scent. “Maybe I will make you pay, huh?” I pull out slowly, then slam back inside her.
“You gonna spank me?”
“Nuh-uh, I think you’d enjoy that a little too much. Maybe I’ll just get you all wet and worked up for me and not let you come.”
I sense her about to come back at me with snark. Before she can open her mouth, I sink my teeth into her neck, and whatever she was about to say is cut off by a yelp of pain. This girl likes pain and cruelty. She thrives on it. I recognize the same fucked-up desires in her that get my own blood pumping.
“Maybe I won’t let you come,” she says when she finds her voice again.
I bark out a laugh. “I’d sure like to see you try that, Fuck-up.” I pull out of her, flip her over onto her stomach, and smack her pert little ass just because I can. As I expected, she moans with pleasure. Grabbing her hips, I pull her up onto all-fours and spread her thighs apart with my knees. “Now you’re going to bury your head in that pillow and take everything I give you like the filthy little slut we both know you are. And if you beg real good, I might let you come too.”
I thrust inside her again, and her arousal slicks my cock as the carnal sounds of us fucking fill the room.
Her cries get louder, and I can’t help but wonder if she wants Ace to hear us. For him to know exactly what I’m doing to her so he’ll have no choice but to remember how good she feels and join us. The stubborn bastard won’t cave though.
I press her face into the pillow and pound into her. Relief and ecstasy run through my veins as I sink into her tight cunt over and over again. But instead of sating my need, each thrust inside her only stokes it further. I could fuck this woman forever and it wouldn’t be enough. She consumes me, both taming and provoking the beast inside me, and I revel in the chaos she brings. I need it. I need her.
Tightening my grip in her thick hair, I pull her head back until her spine arches.
“Please, Romeo.”
Oh, the fucking begging. Her cunt strangles my dick with hungry squeezes, and my eyes roll back in my head. I’m going to lose myself in her, and I don’t even want to stop it from happening. The thought of filling her with my cum and watching it drip out of her swollen pussy has my balls searing with the need for release. White-hot pleasure shudders down my spine, ricocheting through my thighs as I drive harder. Rolling my hips, I sweep the pierced tip of my cock over her sensitive inner walls, and she comes apart, trembling and shaking as her orgasm tears a scream from her pretty throat. And she brings me right over the edge with her.
When I can breathe again, I clean her up with tissues from the box on the nightstand. As soon as I’m finished, she rolls away from me, and I stare at the bare skin of her back. She shivers, and I’m about to curl up next to her when she speaks, her tone cold and detached. “I like that we can do this.”
“Do what?”
“Just fuck with no strings. No need to cuddle after. No emotions involved.”
I don’t have a response for that, so I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling while I wonder how the hell this woman, so full of fire and passion when I fucked her into oblivion, reclaimed her ice queen shield in only a matter of seconds.
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
ACE
Iput my helmet on the seat of my bike and glare at the two of them. I’m still irrationally pissed at having been woken in the middle of the night by the sound of them fucking. I’m sure the people in the rooms on either side of us heard her screaming. My mood isn’t helped by the twenty-plus hours I’ve spent riding the interstate over the past few days. “You two can wait out here.”
Her dark eyes blaze with defiance as she glares right back at me. “Hell no.” She folds her arms across her chest.
Romeo scowls. “What the fuck, Ace?”
“I don’t trust the siren of death here not to fuck this up.” I jerk my head toward the bane of my entire fucking existence. “And I need you to keep an eye on her.”
He huffs his annoyance while she starts bitching about how this is her show and not mine.
I silence her with a hand wrapped around her slender throat, and fuck me if it doesn’t make her breath stutter and her pupils blow wide. She’s a fucking temptress, and we need to get this done so we can get the fuck away from her while we still can. “This is my show, Trouble. You will do as you are fucking told while I go in there and get the information we need. If this guy was involved with Boone and his sicko friends, trust that I will make him pay in the way I see fit. But from here on out, we do this my way or we don’t fucking do it at all.” I squeeze her throat tighter, and her eyes fill with tears, but she goes on glaring at me like she still has all the power. “Now quit your constant fucking bitching and let me go do my job.”
She blinks at me and doesn’t offer any further reply when I release my grip on her throat. I head toward the shipping container that’s been converted into an office, hoping Michaelson is here today instead of at home with his wife and two kids. They’re an added complication I can do without.
I kick open the office door, and a big guy with a mustache and a bandanna wrapped around his head jumps up from the chair beside the door. “Who the fuck are—” I grab his head and smash his face into the metal wall of the container. He slumps to the floor.
