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The monster who was still haunting me.
“Don’t stop,” I hissed, pulling my knees up to my chest to encourage him. He hesitated, only briefly, before removing my shoes and socks.
With a carefulness that belied the tension radiating from his taut muscles, he took off my jeans, panties, shirt, and bra, setting them on the ground beside my discarded shoes.
He looked…different.
His features appeared almost serene, and without that ornery, combative glint in his eyes, he looked like a completely different person. I didn’t know if I loved or hated that.
His fingernails scratched at the inside of my thighs, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Obsidian eyes stared down at me, as impassive as Heath’s. “I’m not a good guy, baby. I break and break and break. I’ll break you.”
I gripped his neck, forcing him down on top of me. “Maybe we’ll break each other,” I whispered, forging my lips to his. With my knees on either side of his chest, this position put his cock directly against my wet core. I could feel how hard he was through the fabric of his dark jeans.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?” he demanded between kisses.
What the fuck areyoudoing tome?
I didn’t even want to think about how Beau would react to this, how Tanner and Kace would. But somehow…this felt right. Just as right as my time with Tanner had been, as my kiss with Beau had been. The feeling was hard to describe, but I could’ve sworn that all of the trials in Purgatory had led to this moment.
I rubbed at his cock through the denim of his jeans as one of his hands went to my core, circling my clit. His other hand continued to tease my heavy breasts, squeezing and then releasing them.
“Fuck, Aiden!” I cried as his hand moved even faster, his fingers scissoring in my slick channel. Reaching forward, I all but ripped his buttons off, pushing down his pants enough so his hard cock could spring free. Fuck, was that a piercing at the tip? Desire unfurled in my stomach as I stared hungrily at the man before me. The tip dripped with pre-cum, and I didn’t hesitate to use it as lube.
“We need to be fast,” Aiden growled out. “Before the others search for us.”
“I’m pretty sure they all know what we’re up to,” I panted, knowing that the few minutes we were away was more than enough time for them to freak out and check in on us. And surprisingly…the thought excited me. A lot. I could feel myself growing wetter at the mere prospect of one of them watching.
“You like that?” His tone was low with wonderment as he slapped at my pussy. “You like the thought of the others watching us?”
“Fuck, yes.” I moaned and writhed, feeling mindless with pleasure, with need.
He removed his pants the rest of the way, kicked off his shoes, and then grabbed my hips and flipped me around. One of his hands went to my back, holding me down, while his pierced cock lined up with my entrance.
“You ready, baby girl?” he growled in my ear, falling on top of me. His chiseled chest brushed against my back as he reached for my chin, tilting my face to the side to kiss him. Our tongues mated, his piercing providing an additional sensation that amplified my desire.
“Fuck me, Aiden,” I panted. There was no point in wasting time with sweet whispers and romantic words. That wasn’t us—we were crude and crass and combative.
And when he slid into my slick channel, we were combustion personified. Fire danced along my skin as he began to fuck me from behind, his hand closing over my own on the bed. He rained down kisses on my neck, hair, and cheek.
I curled my legs upwards at the knees and arched my back, allowing him to enter me even deeper. His piercing dragged against the sensitive skin inside my pussy, eliciting sensations like I’d never experienced before.
He grabbed at my hair, pulling it into a tight ponytail, and forced my entire upper torso off the bed.
His other hand rested on the curve of my ass, pushing down, and then—
Smack.
He spanked my ass cheek as his grip on my hair tightened to almost painful levels.
“Do you know what I do to girls who piss me off?” His raspy voice sounded directly beside my ear.
I couldn’t answer, my mind blown to smithereens by the pleasure coursing through my veins, but he wasn’t expecting one.
He slapped my ass again, hard enough to evoke a whimper from me, before continuing. “I deny bad girls orgasms.”
I practically cried at those words, my core throbbing.
