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I can’t make my mouth form the words, but it doesn’t matter. My head is already nodding, my body having completely lost track of the line between subterfuge and raw desire.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Maddoc groans. Then he drives into me, bottoming out with a single thrust.

“Jesus fuck,” I pant, my hips slamming into the edge of the counter and my pussy clenching around his thick shaft.

This is all just a ploy to distract him, but my body doesn’t care. It craves the hard fuck he promised. It wants this, no matter what the consequences may be.

“Shit,” Maddoc grits out, gripping my hips tight enough to bruise as he grinds into me, already buried deep but still trying to go deeper.

He sucks in a shuddering breath as his hips press against my ass, like he’s struggling for control.

“You shouldn’t feel this fucking good,” he mutters, finally pulling back before slamming home again. And then again. Going just as hard as he promised. Fucking me brutally enough to make my legs shake.

“Fuck, yes, please,” I beg, telling myself the words are just an act. That the pleasure is a lie. I’m so fucked up in the head that I don’t even know what’s true anymore.

He drives into me, then cracks his hand against my ass without any warning.

“Ohgod,” I gasp, my pussy tightening around his cock as the sharp sensation rocks through me, too hot and urgent to be called pain, too fucking intense to be pleasure.

“God isn’t listening, baby,” Maddoc mutters, one callused hand rubbing over the hot sting as he keeps fucking me hard. “But I am. And I want to hear you scream my fucking name.”

He spanks me again, and I go up on my tiptoes as an electric current of sensation surges through my body. “Shit. Don’t… stop.”

“Won’t,” he grunts out. “Can’t. Fuck, I need to see my marks on you again.”

His palm collides with my ass two more times, each one intensifying the feelings building up inside me, and when he suddenly stills with his cock buried to the root inside me, my jaw drops in surprise.

“Red looks really fucking good on you,” Maddoc murmurs, dragging me upright and pushing my hair aside to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss behind my ear. “But I want to see your face when you come for me. I want to see every expression. Every breath. Every-fucking-thing.”

He pulls out and turns me around to face him, his eyes burning into me, and my pulse jumps.

I don’t want him looking at me right now. I’m too raw. So full of fucked-up, conflicting emotions that it will be a struggle to keep him from seeing too much truth if his eyes are on my face as he fucks me.

So instead of letting him watch me, I palm the back of his head and crush my lips to his again, throwing myself into it as if I’m hurling myself off the edge of a cliff.

He groans into my mouth, gripping my thighs and lifting me onto the counter a split second before he slams into me again.

“So… damn… good,” he grunts with each thrust after finally breaking our kiss. But thank fuck, he doesn’t look at me. At least, not at my face.

He stares down at my pussy instead, his eyes full of desire and a fierce possessiveness as he watches his cock ram into me.

He’s taking me apart, driving into me so hard that each thrust shoves me backward on the counter.Each time, he drags me close again with a tight grip on my hips that keeps me anchored. And each time, it makes me feel owned andwanted, fucking with my head even more.

Letting out a low, feral noise, I nip at his bottom lip and then kiss him hard. It’s just as savage as the way he’s claiming me, and it’s exactly what I need to unleash all the twisted feelings inside me. A wild, totally out-of-control kiss that’s as cruel and punishing as I can make it.

Maddoc takes it all. Hell, he seems to like it, fucking me even harder when I bite his lips and claw his back.

It pushes me over the edge, forcing me to finally give him exactly what he wants.

I come in a rush, an orgasm tearing through me and dragging a guttural cry from my lips. His name is buried in the sound somewhere, and I rip my mouth away from his and muffle the noise against his neck, hating how good it feels.

He fucks me right through it, cursing roughly as his hips stutter.

“Fuck, baby.Fuck. Gonna fill you up. Take my cum. Just like that, you’re so fucking good.”

His relentless rhythm finally breaks as he follows me over the edge, his hips jerking. I feel his cock swelling, pulsing inside me with each jet of cum, and then he finally slows to a few final, deep thrusts.

“Shit,” he breathes, the sound dragging out on a slow exhale. “I’ve imagined this way too many times. But this was better.”

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