Page 10 of Cries of Cassie

"Damn it, Cassidy. You drive me fucking CRAZY!" he roars and spanks me just enough to make my toes curl.

His cockhead catches on my opening every time he pulls most of the way out, igniting my pleasure and making me feel every slick, solid inch of him. When his hands start to feel like they'll bruise my hips, I whimper and slam back on him.

"Will you be a man and make me come, Maddy?"

Heat blooms on my other ass cheek as he spanks me for my taunt. "Greedy girl," he rumbles and reaches around to press the pad of one of his fingers against my clit.

For a moment, he stiffens and his hips stutter, but he doesn't come. Instead he curses and fucks me harder, bringing me right to the edge of orgasm, then sends me crashing over the edge with no finesse. Just animalistic need to get me off fast so he can come on my thighs.

I barely enjoy the waves of euphoria rolling through my body because Maddy pulls out halfway through and paints my legs and pussy lips in his seed. Something changed. What happened?

"Get off," he says, voice tight and quiet.

The zipper of his jeans makes me flinch, but what sends lava rolling through my veins is the gentle way he extracts my shaking body from the seat of his motorcycle.

There, with my pants around my ankles, cum dripping down my wobbly knees, Maddy barely looks my way as he straddles his bike. The rumble of his engine changes something in me. He's going to leave me here. Like this.

Maddox grabs my jaw with one large hand and pulls me in close enough to feel the vibrations in my ribs. "One last thing," he starts, loud enough for me to hear. "Your tits on my seat with your ass in the air is the only way you'll ever touch a Shadows’ bike again. Now move."

With that, he pushes me back with that stupid gentleness that makes me crazy and speeds off into the fucking distance. The tears that spill down my cheeks are hotter than the pits of hell. This feeling...this total anger he's left me with has seeped into my heart.

Too far. Maddox pushed me too far. Shade will feel my fucking wrath.

Chapter Six

Koa (Koa)

I’m going to try to play this cool and give Maddox the benefit of the doubt. To be completely honest, there's nothing he can say that will make me feel differently.

I'm cool. Cucumber type shit, that's me.

"Yo, guys, look at this!" I holler. Slow stomps surround me in the living room where I sit on the couch. Leaning forward, ass barely on the cushions, I hold my phone out for everyone to see. "Isn't it perfect for her?"

I know exactly how the three of them will react, and damn they don't disappoint. A sure-fire way to light a fuse under these assholes is to show them a picture from Cassie's social media. And a new motorcycle? Phew, we're going to be trapped in a raging inferno when they finally pop off.

Smirking, I note the twitch in Parker's tense jaw. Poor fucker can't hide shit from us. He may only show his parents and us all the teddy bear energy in his big, dangerous body, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel soft for anyone else. Cassidy is one of those people he tries to convince himself he isn't good enough for. It's incredibly infuriating when I know that's how he feels, but he makes other people believe he thinks he's better than everyone else.

Ripley's reaction gives me so much fucking joy I can't contain it. With a full smile on my face, I relish his hostile growl and rising tension. "What the actual fuck?! She's going to hurt herself on that!! How did I not know this was happening?! NO. JUST NO. She's not keeping it. I'll take it away before anything happens."

Parker is inches away from our feral stalker and rolls his eyes. I, on the other hand, raise an eyebrow at Ripley. "Are you done?"

"NO! I'm not done!" he shouts.

Turning around, he yanks his hair back into a low ponytail and punches the wall. The tantrums this man has had about Cassidy? Let's just say there's a new hole in the sheetrock every week for one of the prospects to fix.

"Who let her do that?! She's reckless. Too fucking daring for her own good!"

Hmm. Is now a good time to push? Why the fuck not? "Well, since we're all under the illusion that we're protecting her by keeping our distance, I don't think anyone can let her do anything."

"Shut the fuck up, Koa," Parker snaps and grabs the TV remote.

Ignoring his half-assed attempt to stop the conversation, I look at Maddox to gauge his reaction. I hum and kick back in my seat. "You act like you knew, Maddy."

The use of Cassie's nickname for him causes something to flare in his gaze, but he's quick to shut it down. Muted and not fooling me, he shrugs. "Doesn't matter what she does. I don't care whether she ends up in a ditch or⁠—"

Wrong thing to say when her obsessed stalker is standing right there...

With a loud curse and a fuck load of muscle, Ripley grabs Maddox by the throat and shoves him into the wall. Why must we do this constantly? "Say that again, Shade, and we're going to have a fucking problem," Ripley warns, all recognition of our love for one another gone.