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He’s normally so put-together. So in control.
“Don’t stop,” I rasp.
Somewhere, in the back of my mind, it occurs to me that I once thought of this guy as my brother. Shouldn't that make this kind of…weird? Gross?
Heat flares up in those bottomless pits for eyes, and I feel a breathy smile stretch across my face as I spread my arms across the bed. Surrendering to the big, bad football player.
No. Nope. Definitely not.
This is fucking hot.
My fingers bump into something, and it takes me a second to remember we’re not alone. I quickly roll my head to glance over at the figure sprawled out on the far side of the bed. I give his foot a shove, waiting for him to jolt awake.
Nothing.
Turning my head forward once more, I start to say something to Vale, when he climbs off my lap. Panic and desperation roll through me like a tidal wave.
“Don’t—”
My words are quickly choked out by a grunt as Vale flips me over onto my stomach. The air whooshes out of me as I grapple at the duvet. I feel the fabric wrapped around me pulling, and then all at once, it’s gone. Ripped away from where it was covering my bare ass. Exposing my skin to the chilly air.
Something falls to the floor with a thud. My knife.
Vale bites out a curse when he realizes I was naked under my costume.
I roll my head, peeking over my shoulder. Wiggling my butt, I say, “Can I at least keep the wings?”
Rather than answer me out loud, he smacks my ass. Hard. Harder than he hit my face.
I hiss, bucking forward into the mattress, prompting a dark chuckle from him as he smooths a hand over my throbbing flesh.
Then, suddenly, there’s a hand reaching between my legs, brushing up over my balls so unexpectedly my stomach caves in, and I find myself arching up for him. All but shoving my greedy hole in his face.
He gives my dick a firm squeeze, his hand warm and so, so big, at the same time the other one comes down hard on my other cheek. Not as hard as the first thwack, but still scorching.
A moan punches out of me, breaking off into a gasp. Unintelligible nonsense scrambles out from my parched throat as he hums in appreciation. “You like being spanked, huh? Like it when I hit you?”
Squeezing my eyes shut, all I can do is nod.
Pretty sure I’d nod to just about anything right now.
“So fucking needy,” he mutters, almost like he’s talking to himself. He strokes my cock at the same time he spreads one cheek, stealing a peek of my hole. “Such a little slut for it, aren’t you?”
I try not to squirm.
“A pretty little hole for a pretty little slut.” Then without warning, or any prep, he jams a finger in me.
If it wasn’t for him holding me down, I’m certain I would’ve flown right up out of the bed.
“Shh,” he whispers, stroking my inner walls with a thick, punishing finger. The burn is still there, but I’m pretty sure this is the best burn I’ve ever felt in my entire life. “You’re gonna be good for me now. You know this is what you deserve.” His finger twists and crooks, glancing over that little sweet spot all too fast before he’s pulling out.
“Vale,” I whine, and I’m not even ashamed of it. Not one bit. I wiggle my ass, trying desperately to thrust it up at him at the same time he circles his fingers around my balls and squeezes. I manage to grunt out a single word. “More.”
It hurts. Fuck, does it hurt. This need inside me. This emptiness. The vice on my sac. The echo of his slaps. It all hurts so fucking good and so fucking bad, I no longer know up from down. Right from wrong…
Not that I ever gave such follies much consideration to begin with.
“Jesus, look at you,” he says, releasing my balls, sliding back up between my ass before letting go of me completely.
