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I catch myself with my hands, arching my back to present myself to him. I’m his to use. His to fuck in whatever way he chooses to.
“You took my cum,” he says, shoving his hand between my legs from behind and rubbing at my pussy with a rough, demanding touch that has heat flooding my core and my thighs shaking. “You took it, used it, without my permission. You need to ask. You need to let me decide where it goes and whether or not you’ve earned it.”
The raw, dark heat in his voice is just short of a threat, and it turns me on almost as much as the rough, possessive way he handles me. I know he won’t hurt me. Not in any way I don’t want him to. Iknowit, down to my soul. And it’s thrilling beyond words to flirt with the monster he always claims to be, the killer I was terrified of when I first arrived at the Reapers’ house.
Logan curls his fingers, pushing them inside me as he leans over my back and whispers in my ear. “Ask.”
“Please,” I say instantly, my voice wrecked from his cock. “Please show me how to earn your cum.”
I can feel his cock, still wet from my mouth and already growing hard again, pressing against my ass. I can also feel the soot and grit in the rough material of his shirt, scraping against my back, reminding me of where we just were. Of the danger we faced together and the shit show that’s coming for us.
He straightens up, taking his weight off my back, and pulls his fingers out of my pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
“Yes.”
“It wasn’t a question,” he says as I feel his knuckles brushing against my most intimate place. He’s gripping himself, lining up his cock. Then he slides it between my legs, thrusting between them without entering me until I’m shaking and desperate.
“I should take you here instead,” he says, abruptly dragging the head of his cock upward and pressing it against my asshole. “Wreck you in a way no one else ever has.”
A shiver rolls through me as my body instinctively clenches from the unfamiliar sensation, pulling away from him.
He drags me right back, not letting me escape.
“But you’re not wet enough in that hole,” he says, circling it with his cockhead and waking up a ripple of pleasure I’m not prepared for. “I need to fuck you hard and fast, wildcat. I need to give you what you’ve earned. I need to come in that tight pussy of yours. Make sure I’ve filled you up at both ends. Give you what you came in here for. Is your pussy wet enough for that?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I… you…please, Logan.”
I can’t think.
He yanks me up so my back is pressed against his chest and wraps his hand around my throat, giving me another taste of that heady rush I got when his dick cut off my air earlier as he whispers in my ear. “Because sucking my cock turns you on. Hurting for me gets you wet. Letting me use you almost made you come.”
I nod, feeling lightheaded. I’ve got no idea if it’s because he’s restricting my air or because the way he’s using me is such a turn on. I only know I don’t want him to stop. Not until he makes me come.
Not until he gives mehiscum.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he promises, as if he can read my mind.
He doesn’t waste any time, guiding his cock to my pussy and slamming straight into me, fucking me with an intensity that sends me flying, anchored only by the hand he keeps wrapped around my throat.
I’ve never felt like this before. I’m full of so many sensations that I feel like I’m floating outside my body. And at the same time, the need to come is so intense that I’m whimpering incoherently as he croons filthy encouragement in my ear.
“That’s it, wildcat. You’re so fucking sexy when you’re full of fear, high on adrenaline, fighting the monster in me, begging me to end this.”
Then he reaches around and pinches my clit, releasing his grip on my throat at the same time, and pain and oxygen flood my system in equal measures, making me come so hard that I nearly black out in his arms.
He fucks me through it, and I finally come back to myself—boneless and loose—just as he pulls out and coats my back with his release, coming with a string of low curses that sound like they’ve been ripped out of his soul.
It drips down the crack of my ass, and he pushes me down onto my chest, using his softening cock to rub the cum into my skin.
“Thank you,” I murmur, wanting to sink right down into the mattress. I feel turned inside out, fully exposed to him in ways that I didn’t even know were possible, and so close to him that it’s all I can do to keep my feelings from tumbling out too.
But “close” and “open” are two things I know push Logan’s boundaries to the limit, so it really doesn’t surprise me at all when I feel him stiffen and start to pull back.
