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He growls against my skin, the deep sound filled with desperation and leaving me hungry for his touch. My pussy throbs, clenching as I watch his hand release my throat and grip the front of my cropped tank before tearing it clean off my body.
I gasp, never having experienced Easton quite so rough before, but I like it. Hell, I need it. His arm curls around my body, and I watch the way he watches me through our reflection, his heavy stare fixated on my tits as he grabs hold of one, squeezing just hard enough to cause a hint of pain. Then just as Venom curls herself around the base of my throat, Easton’s hand plunges down into the waistband of my sweatpants, firmly cupping my pussy.
I groan as he grinds the palm of his hand against my clit, already on the edge “You want to be mine, baby? You want to be my little whore, fucking my friends during the day and hanging off my cock at night?”
Swallowing hard, I nod as my cheeks become flushed, so fucking desperate to feel him inside of me. Reaching up, I twine my hand behind his neck before knotting my fingers into his hair and holding on for dear life.
“Let’s be clear, Oakley,” he rumbles, slowly grinding his palm over my clit. “You don’t want me loving you. I’ll give you what you fucking need, but you don’t want my heart. It’s tainted, not pure enough for you.”
Gripping his hair tighter, I demand his attention. “Maybe you haven’t been paying attention,” I hiss. “If you think for one fucking second that I need pure, then you don’t know me at all. I’m not after some nice guy who’s going to treat me well and rush in to be my fucking hero. I want a man who’s going to slay my fucking enemies and then fuck me in their blood.”
Easton growls, and before I know it, my sweatpants are across the elevator and my back is slammed up against the wall, his heavy body keeping me pinned. He leans into me, his head dipped to the curve of my neck as he takes my knee and pulls it up high, spreading me open. “Don’t fucking sugarcoat it, Pretty. If you have something to say, then say it.”
With my fingers still knotted in the back of his hair, I pull hard, forcing his stare back to mine. “We’re not fooling anybody,” I tell him. “You say that I can’t have your heart, but you and I both know it already belongs to me. You love me, Easton. You have since the second you branded me with your mark. The question is, how much are you willing to sacrifice for me?”
He clenches his jaw, and I see the very second he figures out where this is going. “Don’t,” he warns.
“Save me, Easton. Be the fucking man I need you to be and save me. Betray your loyalty to Zade and give me a real fucking chance to be yours. You, me, Sawyer, and Dalton. We can start fresh somewhere else, away from all of—”
“ARGHHH,” he roars, rearing back and slamming his hands down on the cool metal on either side of my head. “STOP. I will not betray my brotherhood.”
Clenching my jaw, I bring my hands up and shove him hard in the chest, putting space between us. “Then you and I are done,” I tell him, stepping around him and heading for the emergency stop button to get me the hell out of here. “I’m not going to be your little toy if you can’t give me anything in return.”
I go to reach for the stop button when Easton’s strong arm locks around my waist, hauling me back so hard that my feet are lifted off the ground. My back slams up against the wall, right where I was only a second ago, only this time, my legs are wrapped securely around his waist. “We’re done when I say we’re done,” he spits. “Don’t test my fucking loyalty.”
“Then give me what I need.”
“You don’t know what you fucking need,” he throws back at me.
“And you do?” I challenge.
Easton growls, and in the very next second he reaches down between us and frees his straining cock from his pants, and just as I feel him at my entrance, he meets my heavy stare, both our chests heaving for oxygen. “I’ve always known exactly what you need,” he tells me before slamming that thick, glorious cock deep inside of me.
I cry out, my head tipping back against the elevator wall as he rams up into me, taking me deep and stretching me wide. “Oh fuck,” I groan, clutching his shoulder as my nails bite into his skin.
“You said you were falling in love with me, Pretty,” he grunts, thrusting into me as though he’ll never get to touch me again. “You can’t take that back. Now those words have crossed your lips, you’re mine.” He pulls back, thrusting again, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Say it,” he demands. “Tell me this sweet cunt is all mine.”
