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“Not yet. Not until I’m finished, and you taste far too damn good.”

Even the sound of his voice sent dazzling waves of ecstasy through me, the crackling hum reverberating in the darkest reaches of my body. Panting, I struggled to get to him, but it was no use. As he licked up one inner thigh then down the other, the fire tearing through me became uncontrollable.

He buried his face against one, shifting it back and forth, flicking his tongue. There was no way I could take it any longer. As I clawed the bed, I heard his dark laugh. When he dared to slide his thumb into my dark hole, an orgasm exploded from deep within. Gasping, I jerked up, blinking several times. There was no chance at focusing, my breathing so ragged that raspy noises were pushing past my lips.

I could tell my entire body was shaking, bucking hard against him. He refused to let me go, staring down at me as he rolled his head back and forth, licking every drop of my cream.

A single orgasm drifted into a second and the beautiful wave that crashed over me was as close to pure ecstasy as I’d ever experienced.

“Oh, God. Yes. This is…” My thought disappeared, the bliss becoming too intense. The lightheadedness remained, but almost immediately I was as torn as I’d been before, the guilt overriding the joy. What was I going to do?

When I finished shaking, Snake issued a long, slow, and husky growl before biting down on my inner thigh until I cried out from pain. Then he licked the area where he’d bitten, soothing the discomfort.

I was shocked how amazing it had felt. My heart was racing to the point a dull echo rang in my ears. We’d just met but it was as if he already knew what I needed and what my body had craved for so long.

As soon as he eased my legs to the bed, he crawled over me, swirling the tip of his tongue around my bellybutton. I stiffened, fluttering my hand to the ugliness that I’d been left with. He didn’t say a word about the scars crisscrossing my stomach or the ones on the inside of my right thigh. I shoved it aside, his touch keeping me completely ignited. I rolled my fingers down his chest, teasing his cock by running the edge of my fingernail back and forth across his sensitive slit. His shaft was fully engorged, the veins on the side pumping with blood and I had to wonder how it was going to fit inside.

He dragged his tongue up by several inches, every sound he made deep and guttural. Electricity flashed through both of us at the same time, the jolt powerful enough I whimpered. I kneaded his chest, digging my fingers into his muscles. He shifted my legs further apart as he eased between them. I wrapped one leg around his thigh, finally sliding one hand around his neck, pulling him down until our lips were almost touching. His breathing was scattered, his eyes darting back and forth. They were a rich blue, so dark that they were infused with a deep violet, flecks of gold surrounding his irises.

As he slowly lifted my right arm, intertwining our fingers, I lifted my gaze, noticing the scar on the inside of his wrist. I shuddered from the realization of what he’d attempted to do. When he lifted my other arm, he rubbed his thumb around my palm in lazy circles.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are,” he whispered, his hot breath cascading across my jaw. “I love when you fight me. That makes your pussy that much sweeter to claim.” The tickling sensations drifting through me intensified and I allowed my eyes to roll closed as he clasped our fingers together.

I bucked my hips in a vain attempt to beg him to fuck me.

“Are you needy, my little nurse?”

“Yes.” God, yes. I was more than ready.

“Do you hunger for my cock?” His tone was gravelly, another low rumble vibrating from his throat.

“Uh-huh,” I managed as I nodded. He bit down on my chin, the pulsating rumble continuing.

“Then say my name. Tell me you want it.”

“No,” I muttered.

He dug his nails into my palms, keeping his body aloft to torment me. “Say it!” His command was not to be denied, which is why I did exactly that, shaking my head.

His eyes flashed as they’d done before and he bit down on my lower lip, creating instant pain. As the taste of blood burst onto my tongue, he laughed softly, rolling his lips from one side of my jaw to another. “You forget how much of a beast I am. Say it!”

He shifted his cock against my stomach, and I bucked again, the feel of his thick shaft between my legs tantalizing. When I remained quiet, he grinned and squeezed my hands then acted as if he’d release me.

“Snake. Please fuck me. Just fuck me. Do it. Hard. Rough. I need you.” The words tumbled from my mouth.

There was no reason to say anything else, no additional need to tease each other. He dragged the velvet tip of his cock across my thigh before settling his body on top of me. There was nothing like the feel of his full weight crushing me into the bed, but I needed his cock inside of me. As I wiggled back and forth, his grin grew wider. I fought to release my hand, finally managing to tug it away, slipping it between us.

Chuckling, he hooked his arm under my leg, lifting it higher, leaning on his elbow as I stroked the base of his cock. The feel of his thick shaft throbbing against my hand was incredible. As I pumped up and down, his breathing increased in tempo. He never blinked as I toyed with him, but the moment I pressed his glistening cockhead just past my swollen folds, he thrust all the way inside. The action was deep and raw, my muscles struggling to accept his wide girth.

“Oh!” Another series of stars floated across my field of vision, my muscles clamping and releasing several times, pulling him in even deeper. Yet he pulled out, showing me just how much he was in full control, allowing just the tip to remain inside. Then he pushed up on his fingertips, forcing my leg to extend fully before plunging inside again.

My muscles struggled to accept him, stretching to accommodate his girth. His actions were brutal, the slice of pain adding to my dark cravings. As he drove into me again, I raked my nails down the front of his chest, my pulse skipping as my blood pressure increased. Then he developed a rhythm, burying his cock in even deeper, providing the kind of brutal fucking that I’d longed for during the lonely nights.

His chest rose and fell as he remained hovering above me, never blinking as he continued fucking me. Then he dropped his head just as I lifted mine, our lips colliding together, the need building to a frenzied state. The kiss became heated and desperate, two people needing to feed off the other in order to survive. Butterflies swarmed my stomach, my mind filling with endless possibilities as the passion erupted between us.

Everywhere my skin touched his was seared, white-hot crackles sizzling every inch of my body. He tasted of bourbon and my pussy, with a hint of coffee so inviting, more so than I ever would have imagined. I devoured his mouth as he swept his tongue inside, exploring the darkest recesses. I’d never been kissed this way before, so all-consuming and powerful that no other man would ever be able to come close.

When he pulled away by a few inches, we were both breathless, his hard pounding driving every whimper and moan from my throat. There was something almost manic about the way he was fucking me, his entire face pinched, every muscle tense. We were feeding off each other, and as we locked eyes, I was lost in his fiery sapphire gaze, realizing that it would become easy to drown in them.

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