Page 96 of Beautiful Fiend


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“Wow,” I drawl with all the bitterness in my being. “Myhero.”

“Stop it,” he growls. “You’re pissing me off, and you know I’m not a nice person when I’m angry.”

“I didn’t need you yesterday,” I rage. “No one was there whenyouassaulted me.Ipicked up the pieces and put them back together. Just me. I can do it all over again. But you’re the one who made me weak. You’re the one I missed training for. You’re the one I slacked on the hard work for. I regret everything. You were the biggest fucking mistake I ever made.”

His jaw works from side to side, and I see a glimpse of the monster before he flips me around and pushes my face against the wall, my bag falling off my shoulder in the process.

“Ah, you did it, little bee. You pissed me off.” Why is it that he’s a loud motherfucker when he’s in a good mood, but as soon as he loses it, indifference creeps from his words.

“Let go!” I wriggle against his hold, but he doesn’t relent. My cut eyebrow is pressing against the tiled wall and there’s nothing I can do to move off it.

He nudges my feet apart with his boot and his free hand comes to unbutton and unzip my jeans.

“I’m a mistake, huh?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I hiss against the wall.

“Unless it’s to scream my name, keep your fucking mouth shut.”

I attempt to push off against the wall, but the hand against my hair slides to the nape of my neck and, with his better grip, presses me harder against the wall.

He yanks my jeans and underwear down to my knees and cups my pussy from behind. “Is you being wet a big mistake as well? Wanna have a discussion with your body before I keep going?”

He slips his fingers between my lower lips, parting me and stroking my clit over and over again until I’m writhing against him.

“Cad...” I struggle to take a breath, but his fingers don’t stop caressing me, rubbing me in the best way, and my words keep getting cut short by moans trying to escape my lungs. “S-stop.”

“Are you sure, baby? You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

I open my mouth to say something, but he pushes two fingers inside me, and I gasp in shock and pleasure. He moves his hand from the back of my neck to the front of it and pulls me until my back is against his chest. I feel him caressing the edge of my face, exactly where his hickeys are still bruising me.

“Let’s make a deal,” he says into my ear. “If I can’t make you come, I’ll leave you alone. But if you come undone for me, little bee, I will take it as an invitation to never,ever, let you go. Sounds fair?”

“No,” I moan. My body knows no shame.

“I’m giving you a choice.” I hear the smirk in his tone. “Just control your body.”

He keeps fucking me with two fingers, taking me to the edge of an orgasm before he pulls out, moves me around, and bends me over the bench. He pulls my hips up as my head and chest flatten against the wood. He lowers my jeans some more, and before I can think straight, he makes sure to turn me into putty again. I didn’t even notice him undoing his jeans, but I know he did when I feel his dick pushing inside me. He takes his time, only giving me small thrusts and forcing me to move my ass back against him so I can take more of him.

I let out a mix of moans and whimpers when he starts increasing his pace. He shifts slightly and I scream when he hits my G-spot repeatedly.

“Scream my name when you come, baby. I can’t have you forgetting who owns you.”

“Fuck…fuck you!” I scream in a loud groan. As he keeps hitting the right spot, harder and harder, my anger disappears into dust, and I scream his name loudly enough to make us both come apart at the same time.

He grunts as his grip tightens on my hips just before releasing me, pulling out, and coming all over my back. I feel the warmth of his cum in the small of my back and dragging down my ass cheeks.

“You’re not on any contraception, are you?” he asks, out of breath.

I shake my head as my whole body slumps against the bench.

“We need to change that. Because this wasn’t the last time I fuck this beautiful pussy, was it?”

Stuck in my post-orgasm bliss, I simply nod, not too sure what I’m even agreeing with.

Using the towel he dried me with after my shower, he wipes his cum off me and pulls my jeans back up before helping me into a standing position. I can barely stand on my own two legs. The drugs from yesterday, the fight, the fuck. It’s all taken a toll on my body.

Caden holds me by the waist as he drops kisses on my eyebrow, my cheek that is starting to swell, and finally my cut lip.

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