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Which was exactly what I needed at the moment.
He cupped my chin in his hand, pressing his thumb against my lips to keep me silent. He broke away from me to kiss his way down my body, tearing off my clothes as he went, leaving a trail of kisses and marks over my skin.
A moan slipped out of me as Cain's mouth found my breast through my bra, his teeth scraping over the nipple. Then he ripped off the bra. Cain's hands on my body were hot enough to leave me dizzy. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and my hips rocked hungrily, seeking his hard muscled body.
I pulled at his shirt. I traced the sculpted muscles of his chest, and he groaned, his lips on my nipple again, tugging and sucking.
I traced the lines of his chest, his abs. I needed to feel the weight of him, his massive size weighing me down, holding me to this earth when the memories and fears threatened to overwhelm me.
He took my hands and pressed them against the wall above my head. The full length of our bodies pressed together. The fabric of his jeans was rough and hard against my thighs as he parted my legs with his own muscular thigh, and my wrists ached from his bruising touch in the best of ways.
Cain was everywhere, and it was exactly what I needed. There was nothing in the world I wanted more than to be in Cain's arms right now, to have a respite from the terrible world.
I arched into his mouth, his teeth, his tongue. He palmed my breast, his thumb teasing against my nipple, sending thrums of desire straight to my core. His other hand trailed down my body to the edge of my panties, then slid to cup me, hard and confident as if my body were his own. His hand worked against my clit, and I rocked greedily, riding his hand.
"There's something different about you lately," Cain murmured into my ear. "I think you need to be reminded just who you belong to."
"We covered this."
"And now I'm going to cover you in my cum." His hand twined in my hair again, and he drew me with him as we moved down the hall to his room. He gave me another claiming kiss as soon as we were in the door, then told me, "Bend over the bed."
It felt like a release to have Cain order me around. I slipped off my panties and bent over his bed.
"Lower," he said, his heavy palm pressing down on my lower back, grinding my nipples into the soft silky sheets. "I want to see that perfect pussy that belongs to me."
He kicked my legs apart. Cain paused to undress, then pressed a hand to my back.
My core clenched, expecting his hand against my aching pussy, but instead he slapped my ass. The noise was loud in the quiet of the room. It stung, but it was pleasure at the same time.
His palm slid against my flesh, tracing a line that was both pleasure and pain—two sides that should be opposite but seemed so right together.
"Cain," I murmured. "Stop playing around and fuck me until I forget."
"Oh no," he said. "I'm going to fuck you until you remember. You were ready to put yourself in danger today. I saw it in your eyes. Don't you ever give up, Aurora." His voice was unexpectedly raw as he added, "We all need you too much."
I turned my head over my shoulder, needing to see his expression, but the cruelly handsome lines of his face gave nothing away now.
"Who do you belong to?" Cain demanded in a growling voice.
"You," I moaned.
"You're mine, and I'm going to use you for my pleasure," he told me. "And I'm going to still be using you for my pleasure if it means the world fucking burns."
I spread my legs wider, begging him without words.
He pressed his cock against me. I spread my legs, trying to push him in. He smacked my ass again, his fingers burning as if each one had left an individual welt.
"Not yet," he told me with a dark laugh in his voice. "You're still getting what you deserve."
He traced a pattern between my cheeks, then smacked my pussy again. I almost snapped up, the slap sending molten fire and pleasure mixed together pulsing through my body, but his big hand pressed me down again.
My fists clenched against the sheets. Cain thrust two fingers into me, slow and deep. "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to fuck you all night until you can't think of anything but my cock between your legs. Until you know you're always going to come back to me, not give yourself up, because I," he pulled his fingers out, only to slap my wet pussy. I clenched as if I were going to come, but I couldn't resist him as he went on, "I," slap, "own," slap, "this," slap, "pussy."
He plunged his cock into me, hard and hot until it made my knees shake. I had to put my forehead on the bed to stay upright. My hips rocked, driving him deep into me, and I moaned again. My arousal was slippery between my thighs, his cock rubbing against my clit with every thrust.
His hand slipped around to my front to cup my breast, rough and possessive, and his mouth was against my ear. He drove harder and deeper, and my hips rocked, moving in sync with him as if we were one being, as if we were made to fit together like this.
With every thrust, he slid over my clit, sending heat and bliss through me until it seemed that nothing existed but his hands on my body and his cock inside me and his breath against my throat.
