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“Perhaps you’re the one who’s afraid to show me his true nature.”
He freezes and blinks at me.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.” His rasping words sound like a plea to my ears.
So, I climb off him. Swaying my hips, I walk to the dresser, taunting him to take me. My gaze catches the reflection of him in a vanity mirror. My fingers hook the edge of my panties, and I slowly peel them off, allowing him to get a full view of my flesh. He sucks in a breath, and rising to full height from the bed, he saunters toward me.
Mark’s animalistic groan sounds like a warning behind me. He seizes my hips, pushing me forward u
ntil I have to spread my hands to find balance. His palm slaps my exposed flesh, and the sound echoing around us releases some of that dark tension between us.
“Careful what you ask for. The sting of pain might not be what you want from me.” He gently sinks his teeth into my shoulder blades as the next blow lands on my thigh. I arch my spine until my naked ass brushes his hardness.
Oh, yes, it is.
“I’m not afraid, Mark, stop trying to scare me away. I just want you more.”
He pauses only for a moment. Closing his eyes, he kisses my shoulder tenderly.
“Brace yourself,” he throatily demands. “Arms on the dresser, spread your legs,” he orders, and I oblige, needing the bite of pain like he needs a sense of control to be returned to him.
His palm cracks across the swell of my ass again, then my thighs while he possessively palms my breast and squeezes, adding to the sensation. My insides coil with need he’s rousing like a storm.
Receiving and giving pain joins us in this maddening rhythm of punishment and reward. Cries of surprise turn to moans and then to pleas for more. Tears stream down my cheeks as emotional release blasts through me.
“Are you okay?” His soft, throaty voice pulls me back.
A peaceful smile tugs at my lips as I see his face lost the edge. “I am.”
He winds his hands around the back of my knees and lifts me off my feet, bringing me to the center of the bed.
“I need you.”
His gaze snaps to me, surprised, curious, and greedy as he lowers me on the cold sheets.
“I need you too,” he admits, hovering above me. “I don’t think I can breathe without you. Just now I’m starting to realize how bleak my life was before you.”
My eyes water, heart pulsing with emotions I want to pour into him.
When he stands, he slowly undoes his jeans, exposing his neatly trimmed hair trailing down to his gorgeous cock bouncing between the legs, dripping with the pre-cum. My mouth waters. His tattooed, sculpted chest flexes and I want to see it glisten with a fine sheen of sweat when he moves inside of me.
He’s masculine perfection. Scarred warrior. And all mine.
To tease him, I flip on my tummy, arching my back and letting him admire my flaming ass. “Then paint the world with me,” I offer, flipping my hair over my shoulder.
He lets out a guttural sound that vibrates through me. “You’re going to kill me.”
But soon, I feel his weight settle over me. Mark's fingers coil in my hair, pulling back until I kneel on all fours. I twist my neck to look at him. Darkness left him and, in its place, savage need is staring back at me.
“So damn beautiful,” he whispers to himself as his two fingers dip into my soaking channel, spreading the wetness around. “So damn brave.” He thrusts, hitting my sensitive spot inside, and I moan as he plays with my pussy.
“Mark.” I gasp when he flips me over, spreading my legs wide-open.
His breath fans over my flesh, before his hot wet mouth encloses my swollen clit. Shit! My thoughts fracture. I curl my fingers in his soft hair, pulling him closer to my aching center and moving in tune with his mouth. I whimper, lost in the sensation spreading through me and stealing my capacity to breathe.
“Mark, I’m close, baby, please!” I beg, my voice sounding like a guttural plea. My muscles spasm, and my clit throbs just before the release shatters me to pieces.
But his fingers never stop moving, gently stroking my throbbing clit. I’m not sure if I want to kill him or ask for more.
