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“Bad girl,malyshka. I didn’t tell you to come.” His hands run up my back and he buries his fist into my hair, pulls my mouth around and claims a kiss. I can feel every inch of his hard cock pressed against my ass and rock my hips seeking more of everything he is making me feel.
He takes the kiss deeper. Hungry and greedy he takes and takes. His muscles ripple over the top of me and the second I try to take a little control back I get my just reward.
Smack.
I stiffen under the blaze of heat searing across my skin. And the returning pleasure sending messages to my still quacking core. “More,” I beg.
“So pretty. Say it again.”
“More, Ares…more,” I whisper quietly.
Lips press to the shell of my ear. He’s holding my hair back and inside for the first time in my adult life I don’t feel a rising panic at a man fisting the long locks. I actually enjoy it.
“Tell me who you belong to. Tell me you trust me with your body.”
“Yes,” I whisper and part of me actually believes it. He could have easily let me die tonight. But he protected me. Shielded my life with his own.
“Now all I have to win is your heart.” I hear him say softly over my moans.
To my embarrassment, the hot liquid spilling for him to savor like a starved man reveals I’m more than turned on.
He’s back to eating me, teasing my pussy with his tongue while he thrusts his thumb in and out of my ass. Swirling, tasting, claiming.
Through the dimness, I see the anger he keeps in check hovering just below the surface. The finely chiseled muscles of his body contract and ripple as he shrugs out of his vest and hangs it on the handlebars. His shirt, another Henley, hugs his bulging muscles. He’s a walking wet dream and it’s me he’s taking. Me he wants. As I tumble closer to the edge of my release, I realize he might have bought me, paid money for my body, but he won’t be happy until he owns my heart, body and soul. He’s an all-or-nothing kind of man.
But can I do that? Can I give him what he wants and still keep my promise to myself? My life, my death. My way? I truly don’t think it’s possible.
I hear the sound of a zipper lowering and a treacherous wave of heat washes through me. The padded edge of the bike’s seat keeps my ass in perfect alignment with him as he spreads my dripping folds with the head of his cock.
“Fuck,malyshka, you’re burning up. So fucking hot.”
I don’t get to see his cock before he’s taking me hard and fast. But I can feel him just fine. The swollen head of his cock stretches me wide and prepares me for the full girth of his erection as he tunnels into me.
The night edges away and becomes a distant thought. My focus zeroes in on the hot blade thrusting into me. The burn of his hands holding my ass wide and the hot juices of my sticky pussy spilling down to wet my thighs and panties.
I claw at leather. “Ares,” I groan. He drags out, drives home, and the bike rocks beneath me from the powerful force of his thrust. Eyes wide and mouth gaping open I cry out with anguished pleasure. Fingers of pain rake through me and in their burning wake searing euphoria fills me to overflowing.
Consumed. Utterly and wholly consumed. That is what this man does to me.
Angry energy swirls around the man. It’s so thick I can practically breathe it in, taste it. Radiating rage, the Russian god of war craves payment and he’s taking it with every stroke, every slap on my ass.
Arousal sends another pool of hot liquid to spill over his cock. My walls clench, and I can do little more than gasp and struggle with the net of tangled emotions weighing me down.
“You fucking love taking every thick inch of my cock. Maybe you slashed those tires knowing I would fuck you harder.”
Lies. Risking shifting my focus from balancing over top of the bike, I peer over my shoulder to see he’s sadly still fully dressed.
Dominating. Powerful. Hungry. Tonight scared him as much as it did me. I guess I learned something about my captor. He doesn’t like the control being taken away from him and I did that tonight. Now he’ll take it back by any means necessary starting with my body.
“Sdavaisya. Surrender to me, Nov. Give me what I want.”
Inch by inch Ares stretches the tight ring of muscles of my ass, working me there as he fucks my tight pussy. My inner walls clamp around him, suck him deeper and he gives me what I want.
Any thoughts of what went down at Jacob’s tonight drift to the back of my mind as he dominates my body and I willingly give him what he wants. “Let me hear you like taking my cock.”
Yes! More!
“You think highly of yourself,” I retort to the feel of another smack on my ass. “Arrogant and possessive.”
