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"Can you zip me up?" I tried to do it myself, but couldn't quite reach.
"Do I have to keep my eyes closed?" Ice asked. When he turned back around, his face was scrunched up, eyes squeezed tight.
Although he couldn't see it, I shrugged. "Works for me." I put my back to him and watched over my shoulder as he put out his hands, trying to find me.
I guess you can't hunt me down that easily after all, I thought. Although, they'd found me quickly enough at Charlie's house, thanks to that asshole. I made a note to myself that if I ever ran again, I should be a lot less predictable. Maybe even prepared. I couldn't blame myself for not being ready. How could I predict I'd find that mask in Mannix's drawer? I couldn't. The guys had sucked me in, in every way possible. I was so fucked, I wasn't sure there was a way out.
Ice finally bumped into me with his hands and felt around for the zip. His knuckles slid up my back as he did it up.
His cool hand set my skin on fire, all the way from the top of my panties to the back of my neck. My whole spine wanted to curl around him and never let him go. The rest of me wasn't far behind.
"You want me to take it back off again, don't you?" His breath caressed my ear and his words massaged the rest of me, sending tingles all the way down to my toes. "You want me to run my tongue all the way from your throat, over your nipples and down to your clit."
I hated the way my breath hitched.
He laughed softly in response. "I thought so. I want to do that to you. And a lot more things too. All the things. Remember how my cock felt deep inside you? How my magic cross made you feel? How my cum was sticky against your thighs when I slid out of you."
I didn't realise he put his arms around me until his feather light touch danced across my chest. He teased the top of my dress down and pressed two fingers inside, one on either side of one of my nipples. He slid them up and down slowly until my traitorous nipples pebbled hard. My breath caught in my throat. This was so wrong, but I wanted more. So much more.
"Ares, how long do we have until the ceremony?" Ice asked over his shoulder.
Ares had turned back around, and now said, "About ten minutes."
"That's enough time," Ice said. He pulled his hands out of the front of my dress and tugged up my hem.
"What are you—" I wanted to protest, but my blood was on fire. I wanted all the things he talked about. I wanted him, needed him.
"You're going to stand beside your mother while she marries Mannix's father, with my cum trickling down your thighs and sticking to your skin."
Fuck.
No.
Yes.
Please.
He grabbed the top of my panties and tore them off. He bent me over the top of a low chest of drawers.
I leaned on my elbows and lowered my head, sticking my ass out with need. Then his hands were on my clit, fingers inside my pussy. Every movement was deliberate, frantic, needing me to come, driving me hard.
I told myself this was crazy even as I plunged over the edge, stars dancing in front of my eyes. He was one of the three last people in the world who I should be fucking, but the only one I wanted right now. My whole body ached. I'd never before in my life felt so empty, my pussy so hungry.
I rocked back and forth on my elbows, grinding myself against his hand. I tried to remind myself what he did, what I saw that night, but all I knew was here and now. A moment of perfect, exquisite bliss. Hot, wet and irresistible.
In that moment, my body was one hundred percent his, to do whatever he wanted with. He could have asked me to do anything and I would have done it. In this frenzied rush, he owned me.
I was still coming down when I heard him undo his pants and push them down to his hips.
I wanted to plead with him to hurry, to bury himself deep, but I had no words. All I could do was stand with my legs apart a little more, inviting him, insisting.
Then he was slamming into me, urgent, driving hard. I cried out with a combination of pleasure, pain and surprise at suddenly having all of him inside me.
He gripped my hips with bruising fingers and drove harder still.
"Fuck, Beautiful, I'll never get enough of your pussy. It's like it was made just for me. So tight, so perfect. I'm going to come so hard in your beautiful body. You're going to feel me for the rest of the night, aching and dripping."
The tiniest whimper slipped from between my lips and I heard Ares groan. He had once told me not to make sounds like that or he wouldn't be able to keep himself from fucking me. With that in mind, I deliberately did it again. If he was aroused by it, that was his problem. He could have left the room.
