Page 25 of Scarred Devil


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“This will never be my home,” she fires back.

Her words start to infuriate me. I grab her wrist with one hand and cup her face with the other.

“You are my wife,” I growl as I hold her gaze.

“Something I never wanted. You forced this on me, so be ready to face the consequences,” she says.

Still bent on breaking my resolve, huh?

I’m not ready to lose my cool just yet.

“What consequences?” I ask, keeping my voice steady. I watch her eyes flicker to my lips before she stares into my eyes once more. I don’t miss how her breathing has become erratic; her eyes are filled with what I now recognize as hunger. But she’s still not willing to admit it.

“It means that you might have forced me to be your wife, but that’s all you will be getting,” she says.

“Meaning?”I tilt my head, a questioning eyebrow raised.

“I thought you were smart,” she continues. I try not to be pissed at her insult to my intelligence.

“Please, do enlighten me,” I say in a tone she’ll soon learn is a dangerous one.

“I’m saying you might have succeeded in getting us married on paper. But that is the only thing you will get from me. Don’t think I will be your wife in any other sense of the word,” she sneers.

I try not to chuckle at how confident she’s trying to look. Excitement fills me as I think of making her eat her words.

“Let’s agree to disagree,” I state quietly and watch as she glares at me.

“You can’t force me to dothat,” she breathes, and I feel the corner of my mouth twitch.

“Who said anything about force?” I step in closer, almost touching her. “You will do all of it… willingly.” Her eyes flare in what seems like a mix of rage and passion. “You want to know why? Because you want it,” I whisper inches from her mouth.

Before she can grasp the warning behind my words, I slam my lips onto hers.

Pure bliss.

That is what taking control of her lips feels like. And it’s even better than I had imagined. For a long moment, I lose all rational thoughts as my tongue explores the inside of her mouth. I almost groan when she responds by moaning against my lips.

For a brief moment, it’s as if she tries pulling away. Her body goes tense under my grasp before she finally ceases her ridiculous game of fighting me. The tension in her body eases as she slowly melts into the kiss.

Fucking heavenly.

That’s what this is.

I hold the back of her head firmly as I devour her mouth. I suck her tongue, almost blinded by the arousal that shoots through me. I groan when her breasts press against my chest.

The best fucking feeling.

Ever.

I hungrily draw in her essence as our lips continue melting into one another. When her hand finally reaches up and her fingers caress my scalp, I almost lose it. I release a grunt as I haul her against my body and deepen the kiss. I am drunk with her, but it’s an intoxication I could easily lose myself in.

Fuck, this woman is something else.

I swallow her gasps of pleasure and allow them to wash over my arousal. I cup her ass and pull her closer until her mound rubs up against my dick. I want to feel her bare against me. I want to cover every inch of her soft, milky skin.

I start guiding her backward until we reach the couch. I squeeze her ass hard. She responds by rubbing herself against my dick. If she keeps this up, she will bring me to the edge in no time.

I release her lips, and our sharp breathing is the only sound that fills the room. I see the hunger in her eyes, and it spurs me on. Her lips are kiss-swollen, calling out to me again, but instead, I move my mouth against her neck.

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