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It wasn’t going to be like the others. It was going to be more.
The heat curled in my stomach, and I watched Lucas’s jaw clench, seeing the warring struggle he had going on inside him. “Leda,” he warned, moving his hand a fraction of an inch underneath mine. This was likely killing him, not having any way to take control, and it made me want to draw this out as long as I could.
I liked Lucas like this, nothing like the strong, proud don I knew him to be.
I wanted him under me. At my mercy.
“You will come like this,” I seethed as I rocked against his hard cock. “Or not at all.”
He swore, sweat dotting his forehead, and my arms started to strain against his. Though I wasn’t holding him hard, he was following my commands.
He was letting me take control, and something broke loose inside me. Lucas trusted me, and while it should have been a victory, I felt like it was something akin to sadness instead.
“You bastard,” I whispered, letting my guard down for a moment as my world swam behind a veil of tears. “You fucking bastard!”
Lucas’s hard eyes found mine. “Look at you,” he answered roughly, withdrawing himself the best he could with me sitting on top before he was thrusting into me again. “Mine.”
Oh God. I was his, completely and fully. It made me elated and angry, torn and content.
“Fuck you! I’ll never be yours.”
His lips curved into a smug smile, and I felt myself start to lose control. “Yes, you fucking will be, Leda, even if you don’t know it yet.”
I shifted my hips suddenly, hating the way his words made me feel. He wasn’t wrong. I was going to lose myself to him.
“That’s it,” he urged, matching his hips to my rhythm. “Show me how much you belong to me. Take it out on me. You fucking love this, don’t you?”
The wordloveshot through me like a bolt of lightning, and for a moment, I felt it in his voice, in the way he was giving it to me as much as I was taking it. Grunting, I closed my eyes and decided that I had tortured us both enough.
So, I let go, crying out his name as I flooded him with my orgasm. His raw cry followed a moment later, pouring into me for the second time tonight. For a moment, I felt him touch my soul, tainting it with his touch.
It angered me, knowing that no matter what Lucas did to me, I was deeply, irrevocably in love with him.
He could ruin me, and I would love him still.
Did it make me weak? I didn’t know.
Angry with myself, I pushed off his body suddenly, not caring that his seed was running down my thigh. This had gotten out of control. I was supposed to hurt him, but somehow I was the one suffering for it.
My heart ached in my chest, but it wasn’t the only thing.
“Get out.” I sobbed.
Lucas pushed up to a sitting position, his expression hard. “What?”
“Get the fuck out!” I yelled, my voice breaking.
I didn’t want to fall apart in front of him, but this was too much.
What we had done was too much.
His jaw clenched, but Lucas rose to his feet and tucked his cock back in his pants, zipping them up in jerky movements that made me flinch that he could hurt himself. He was a hot mess, his clothing wrinkled from my attack on his body, and he looked nothing like the cool, calm man I once knew.
If nothing else, he looked just as confused as I felt.
“This isn’t over between us,” he said softly, raking a hand through his hair. “But I will give you this one night, Leda. After that, I’m not walking out again.”
I couldn’t even look at him right now. My body was shaking from what we had just done, and I knew he was doing the same.
