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"What the fuck?" My gaze snapped up to Jayden's wide frame filling the bathroom doorway. My cheeks heated with embarrassment. This was the real secret I didn't want anyone to know about. His gaze flicked down to the tiny blade threatening to draw blood from my arm. His nostrils flared as anger illuminated his face.
Barging into the tiny bathroom, he leaned forward, slapping the blade out of my hand.
"Jayden," I whispered, but he didn't give me a chance to finish. His large hands wrapped around my arms, and I yelped when he jerked me off the floor so forcefully that I thought my neck might snap. He was angry.
"Go." He shoved me hard enough that I stumbled out of the bathroom. My heart thudded against my rib cage as I tried to catch myself from falling.
"Jayden," I said, my eyes widening. Anger flashed in his eyes.
"Go," he growled, shoving me towards my bedroom. I stumbled backward but quickly righted myself. Crossing my arms over my chest, I stood my ground.
"No." I had no idea what he was doing, but anger etched into his face, and the fact that he was so unpredictable meant he had no boundaries.
He wrapped his long fingers around the back of my neck, jerking me into him. He pulled me close. So close our noses touched. "Go," he snarled, his fingertips digging into the sensitive skin of my neck. I didn't move. "Fine, have it your way." He twisted around me, dragging me with him.
My mind played through every scenario.
Dragging me by my neck, he stopped at the foot of my bed. The hand on the back of my neck tightened as he shoved my face down on the bed, using his hips to pin mine to the bed frame.
And the overwhelming anger shifted to lust—a sudden desperate need for him.
"Don't move," he ordered, and I didn't.
Within a second, he was back, but I didn't dare lean up. Everything went dark when he slid a sleep mask over my eyes, a mask I'd never used because I'd always been too scared of the dark, but I wasn't afraid of him, and I couldn't explain why.
A sharp gasp left me when he jerked down my leggings and panties in one swift pull.
"Spread your fucking legs," he growled, kicking my feet apart. Winding my ponytail around his fist, he jerked my head back. "You want pain?" He slid his thick erection through my already slick flesh. I moaned when his wide head stroked my clit. "I'll give you pain." He nudged my entrance as he leaned over me, bringing his mouth to my ear and shoving the tip of his cock deeper in. "The kind of pain that will leave you begging for more," he breathed against my ear, and a chill raced up my spine. Straightening, he dropped my ponytail at the same time he pulled out.
"Jayden, please," I pleaded. I needed to feel him. I needed what only he could give me. A mixture of pleasure and pain that left me in a whirlwind and desperate for more. The kind that made me forget about every fucked up thing I'd been through.
Sliding himself up, he stroked himself over my ass. Gripping my hips, he nudged my tight entrance. My entire body tensed with the realization of what was about to happen, but before I could protest, I choked on my words wincing at the burning pain as he pushed through, filling me in one painful thrust that made me cry out. There was no mercy in his thrust.
"Don't. Ever. Mutilate what is mine," he growled, pulling out and thrusting back in. I didn't have time to adjust to the massive intrusion of his cock because he started fucking my ass hard and fast. I hissed with each brutal stroke. Each angry thrust was more vicious than the last.
It was a punishment, my drug of choice... Physical pain to mask the emotional pain.
Heat filled my stomach as his fingertips curled into my hips to hold me in place. I needed more.
Wet sounds filled the room as our slick skin slapped together with each thrust.
"Harder," I groaned, sucking in a breath through clenched teeth. Moaning, I arched my back, trying to take more of him.
"Fuck," he choked out as his thrust grew more powerful. "This tight little ass is mine." He slammed into me, pinning my hips to the footboard. "Say it."
"It's yours," I cried out. Squeezing my eyes shut, I bit my bottom lip. Every nerve ending in my body was set on fire. Blood rushed as my pussy throbbed.
He pumped hard, faster, deeper. Every vicious snap of his hips sent another surge of pleasure whipping through me until I exploded in an orgasm so severe I cried out, trembling beneath him. He withdrew completely before thrusting deep again and again. One hand on my hip and the other in the center of my back, holding me where he wanted me. The force of his thrust pinned me to the bed frame. With a low guttural growl, his body tensed as he exploded his release inside me.
Still inside me, he collapsed on top of me. His labored breathing matched mine as our pounding hearts beat to a rhythm.
He pulled out of me, and I didn't think I had the energy to move, but he did it for me. Gripping my waist, he jerked me around, pulling me into him and tearing off the mask.
"I don't care where I am or what I'm doing," he said. "If you need that, I will be here." His jaw flexed. "Don't ever hurt yourself again." My gaze met his, and I nodded.
"I thought you left."
"I'm not going anywhere." His throat flexed on a hard swallow as his hands slid around me, pulling me flush against him.
