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He pulls back, staring down at me with lust brimming his eyes.
“I don’t do rape, Lakeland, and believe me, I would have kept my word if you were dry.” My eyes widen, I must have said that shit aloud! “It’s not rape when you’re willing.” I open my mouth to deny him but he pushes on. “The fact that your pussy juice has soaked the front of my boxers tells me whatever you were about to say is bullshit. I’m fucking you regardless of what your mouth says.” Shame washes over me when he rests back on his haunches and I see the front of his gray boxers are in fact drenched in my arousal.
“I don’t like you!” I grit out.
“I hate you but my cock doesn’t seem to agree with my head.” I snort because fucking ditto! My bravado flees when he pushes his boxers down and his cock springs free. The tip is glistening with pre-cum, my breathing turning ragged the longer I stare at it. My fear spikes and without warning, the words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them…
“I’m a virgin!”
Knox
I freeze, then look back at her ready to call her on her bullshit, but the moment our gazes collide I see her fear. I get her being scared and playing on it just to piss me off but this look is different. Her cheeks are rosy and her eyes are hazy with need but there is also a hint of fear lurking in the depths of those captivating eyes.
“Virgin?” I question.
She bites her lip and nods. “Yes.”
“Not for long,” I growl, playing along. I don’t know what the fuck this bullshit her and Riverland are playing at, but until one of them cracks and starts telling me the truth, then this is how she will be treated. She will be my pet and treated like a dog until she can learn to obey her master and speak the truth when she is fucking told. Her bottom lips quivers as I grip my cock and run it through her slick folds. I want to taste her and reacquaint myself with her taste but this isn’t about her pleasure, this is about teaching her a fucking lesson for acting out and thinking she can have a say over anything in this house—my house.
“Please,” she whimpers. Ignoring her protest I line myself up with her entrance and push inside her slowly, her face contorts in pain. I grit my teeth and grunt as I force myself inside her tight cunt. Fuck, she does feel a like a virgin. Her pussy is strangling the fuck out of my cock and almost making me believe her bullshit excuse, except for that fact that I was the one who already took her virginity years ago.
“This means nothing to me but means everything to you. I’m going to enjoy taking this moment from you.” Tears roll down her cheeks as I continue to push inside her tight little body. The moment I’m fully sheathed inside her, I groan.
Home.
I push that stupid thought aside and give her a minute to adjust. As more tears continue to fall, I get pissed off at the sight of them. I may be a cold heartless bastard but I’m no rapist. I meant what I said, if she were dry I would never have fucked her. She turns her head to meet my gaze, the look in her eyes has my breath lodging in my throat.
Hate.
Good, I want her to hate me as much as I fucking hate her. I want her misery and pain. If she knew a fraction of the pain I have been living with for these years, she would be begging me to end her miserable life.
“I hate you,” she mutters.
“The feeling is mutual… kitten.” Her brows raise but before she can respond, I claim her lips in a kiss that is pure dominance as I begin to move inside her. It takes her a couple minutes before she begins to kiss me back and suddenly a heady moan comes from her. I swallow it, loving the fact that even though her mind is screaming at her that it is wrong and she should be fighting, her body is submitting to me. Maybe what River said is true but even if it is, her body still remembers me and the way I can make her feel. I bite down on her lip hard enough to draw blood. She whimpers but I don’t release it until she quits struggling. She’s going to learn quickly, the more she fights the worse the pain will be, submit and the pain will lessen, simple.
“Holy shit,” she cries out as she breaks the kiss. I push back and lift her legs, resting them on my shoulders needing to be deeper inside her. I brace my arms on either side of her head and thrust into her at a ruthless pace keeping my gaze above her head, not wanting to look at her face. Her pussy begins to clamp down on my cock. I want to deny her this orgasm but I know her coming on my dick will haunt her more than me denying her this release..
“Come, Lakeland,” I growl as her eyes meet mine.
“Oh my God,” she screams out.
“I am your God,” I snarl as she shatters beneath me screaming my name. I don’t ease up, I continue to fuck her hard as I chase my own release, but I can’t stand the sight of her fucking face! I pull out of her and flip her onto her stomach, ignoring her protests. Lining my cock up with her pussy I slam inside her without remorse. She screams out in pain but I don’t care or even slow my pace as I thrust inside her, chasing my own release. She tries to turn her head and peer at me over her shoulder. Gripping her hair, I force her face into the comforter as I fuck her. I throw my head back and bite down on my tongue to keep from roaring her name as I come deep inside her tight, wet little pussy.
The only sounds that can be heard are the harsh breaths coming from me and the soft whimpers from her. Suddenly the reality of what just happened slams into me. Not wanting this to seem more than what it was—a fuck—I pull out of her, not missing her wince. Ignoring her completely, I pull my pants up, tucking my cock back inside but pause at the sight of blood coating it. I dart my gaze between her legs and relish in the sight of blood smeared between her thighs. I hadn’t plan to be that rough but I’m not mad about it.
“Get used to cleaning your blood off the sheets, you’ll be doing it often,” I snarl. I feel her gaze boring into the back of my head the whole time. I make sure to lock the door behind myself, not wanting fucking Taylan to go in and pacify her.
The moment I enter the kitchen I can feel the weight of their stares. I grab my plate that I discarded earlier and move to claim a seat at the table. For one split second I felt sated and calm, everything inside my mind was quiet until I looked down and saw her. I know without a doubt she is upstairs crying her eyes out and wondering what the fuck just happened—her feelings and wants, not even her fucking needs are my concern.
“Well, you feel better now you got to hear her scream your name because myself, I feel like I need to bleach my ears after hearing my own sister come!” I ignore River as I spear some eggs and bacon and shovel it into my mouth, her judgment means nothing to me. I spy her and Xander out of the corner of my eye and finally get my answer. It isn’t Taylan fucking her, it’s Xander. I’ve never seen Xan with many girls even as a teenager. He was the guy in the back glaring at anyone with a pussy that came near him. For years, the only girl he would let near him was Wave and when Lakeland came along, it took him a couple months before he would even speak to her. I know this shit is hard on him. Xander isn’t like most people, it takes years for him to trust and just as long to love them. Losing my sister really did a number on him and I’m not sure why exactly.
“Boss?” I dart my gaze up from my plate to see Tristan standing at the other end of the table with an iPad in his hands.
“What is it?”
“I think we have a location on Percy.” I climb to my feet and follow after him with Xander, Taylan and fucking River following after me. Ignoring the three of them, I move to stand behind Tristan as he sits in front of his computer and types away on his keyboard before bringing up a map and pointing to a location with a red dot. “We managed to get a tracker on his car.” I pat him on the shoulder, surprised at how well Tristan has done. He was only recently promoted to capo and seems to be excelling fucking well.
“Where is he?” Xander asks.
