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“What’s the matter? You didn’t have any problems getting off on any of my men. How is Andrian any different?”
I try wriggling from under Jack, but that only causes the towel to come undone. I pause, conscious of my naked body squirming against him. Our gazes lock as heat flares within me. I see desire swimming in his eyes, too. I shouldn’t want this. But I do. So very bad.
Chapter twenty-six
Kai
Feelingherwrithingbeneathme, pressing against me in her fruitless, half-hearted attempt to escape me, I grow hot with desire. Fast. When I first saw Casey, I found her attractive, but there wasn’t this burning need to claim her, to possess her. Somehow she got under my skin, and now I want nothing more than to smother her lips with mine, to sink into her depths with my cock. Even though she’s pissed at me, I know I can get her to spread her legs willingly for me. My hand reaches to grope her breast to show her that.
“So we’re not done?” she asks with an arched brow. She bucks her hips at me. “You want more of this?”
“I’m taking more, yes,” I reply.
“What if I don’t want to give you more?”
I smile. “This part of your non-con fantasy? You want me to take you by force?”
Her breath becomes uneven as she stares into my gaze. I see some hesitation and a lot of arousal. I know she likes to play with reluctance.
“You want me to be the big, bad, evil dragon,” I continue, grabbing her buttock and grinding her to my hardening cock, “ravishing the helpless princess.”
“What happens after the dragon takes his fill?”
“He sends her back to her castle, back to the king and queen.”
“Is that the happily ever after?”
I feel a spot of wetness seep through my pants where her pussy rubs against me. “Yes. The princess never encounters the dragon again and marries a nice Irish prince.”
“What if she decides she likes the dragon better?”
A vein in my neck throbs. I warn her, “She wouldn’t be that stupid. The king would never approve.”
“Yeah, he’d probably send his army after the dragon.”
“She should stick with the prince.”
“She doesn’t want the shitty prince. She wants thedragon.”
Her response heats my blood and exasperates me at the same time. She’s relentless because she doesn’t have a clue. Maybe I should give her one. An act of tough love.
I flip her onto her stomach, pull her till her ass rounds the edge of the bed, and yank her arms behind her back. Bending them, I pin them down with my left hand while I undo my belt and pants with my right. Her pussy has got to be sore from all the sex she’s had, but she’s wet. I plunge in, swift and deep, making her cry out. I thrust hard and rough. She starts dropping F-bombs.
“You know that the dragon’s just using the princess for sex,” I growl. “And when he’s done with her, she’s going to be a broken, cum-soaked mess.”
Casey grunts out, “Maybe she’s okay with that.”
I stop. There are few people whom I don’t believe I can prevail against. Maybe Raphael Lee, whom I regard as my older brother, because he’s cooler than ice. Shen Lee might be another, because the son of the triad head could sneak up on a puma and kill faster than a Komodo dragon. But that’s it.
So why do I feel like I’m getting nowhere with Casey Callaghan? Is she that thick-headed? That masochistic?
I resume pounding into her, my body slamming into her so fast and strong she can’t utter a decent scream. This might be more painful than pleasurable for her, but it’s what she wants. Her knuckles turn white as she digs her fingers into her palms. I’ve never anger fucked before. I don’t know if I’m angry at her or myself.
My orgasm explodes, shaking my whole body. Slowing down, I opt for a deeper penetration as my cum empties into her. After a final violent shudder, I withdraw. I release her. She trembles and grasps the bed linen.
Shit. I was too rough with her. Hearing her sniffle, I turn her over to see if she’s crying. Her eyes are wet, but she looks…triumphant.
Staring at her in surprise and awe, I want to apologize. I haven’t felt this repentant since my early days with my adoptive parents. Unsure exactly what they had planned for me, I had once attempted to steal a few household items that had looked expensive to me. My father discovered it and had me whipped with a belt.
