Page 101 of A War Around Us


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I was wrong. I couldn’t take more of his brutal touch, his cruel fucking for a second round. Not so soon. My own body angrily yelled for the pain to stop. The burning that wouldn’t subside as his fingers showed no mercy. The torment caused by his fist connecting to my tender entrance.

I bit back the tears and the following screams, not once backing out of what I’d walked into. Because when my eyes met his demented browns, satisfied by my struggle to not push him away from his brutality, I knew nothing I could do would make him take or give gently.

It was either this or nothing.

I had to take the pain to get his passion. Take his savage demon to get near.

“Lucca!” I cried out, dropping my head to his chest. Ready to give up for once.

I was so fucking close to losing to his vicious touch that defeat hurt deeper than his sadism.

But I felt his smile against me, the stretch of his jaw pulling apart and the slight bounce in his chest.

My pain made him smile!

I refused to lose.

My head lifted, and my lips brushed against his skin, tongue running up his neck, licking his inked veins and leftover creeping water. Lucca’s head fell further. His neck stretched, welcoming my gentle assault, and his fingers faltered inside me. Sluggish movements that brought back a pang of pleasure after I found the skin below his ear. I took a chance and tiptoed up to him as his body straightened, our flesh flushed against another seeking warmth. My nipples rubbed his chest as my tongue and lips played with his skin. The burn eased, and the pain danced with anticipation.

I moved my hips above his hand and hummed in delirium.

I did it again, and my teeth clamped lightly on his shoulder. “Ahh…”

I wasn’t so lucky for a third time.

Lucca removed his hand and gripped my hips tightly, pushing me back and away from his skin. The brittle cold tile shook a splintering wave down my spine.

“I can’t.” His labored whisper was loud against my ear.

Lucca backed away, but his hands remained firm as his fingertips dug into my flesh.

“So choose wisely, as I’m trying to give you the chance to rest tonight, because tomorrow I will fuck you. You are just deciding how sore you wish to be.”

I peered up at his hungry eyes. His chest vibrated with the control it’d taken him to say those words, and when I glanced down at his heavy dick, I imagined the agony of containing his release. The eagerness to set free the build up as I, too, felt the power of the game I’d created.

Lucca’s hands fisted on my skin, drawing out my answer.

I smiled.

His eyes were slit with measure. He wanted a direct answer, so I gave it. I held his dick in my palm, and Lucca’s eyes, face, and body lost their composure by my touch.

Lucca cut the water off and snatched me up so fast that I wrapped my body tightly to his to prevent being in the way of his wild wake.

With my legs around his middle and my arms holding onto his neck, I turned to view our path out of the bathroom but came up short.

“I know the fucking way.” His hand shot out, clasping my jaw and unwinding his mad lips on mine.

Between erratic breaths of need, I kissed him back until I was robbed of his lips and cold air hit my skin by the loss of his. In a quick reaction, my arms spread out aimlessly as my body fled in the air from his toss.

My ass hit the bed first, and I gripped the covers to watch him move like the predator he was.

But I was no prey, and as he crawled over my body and onto the bed, I fought for what I wanted, even if I knew it wasn’t possible.

Lucca’s frame hovered above me, and when his dick pressed down on my abdomen, the thirst for control swaddled me whole. I pushed my leg down and pushed myself up to turn our bodies. A challenging move to accomplish because of his weight, but surprise was my ally, and momentum was a favor from above. My damp hair draped down my breasts as I looked down at Lucca’s vigorous glare. The room had grown quiet from our stillness, but chaos threatened nearby as his gaze took in my position above his.

Caught by his eyes, hesitation stirred, and I didn’t dare move.

He smiled, and in a blur, Lucca shackled my neck with his hand. He rolled my body off his until his weight trapped me on the bed. I bucked, but underneath him, I barely stirred. I did it again and again, and each time, I lost to his possessive hold.

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