AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I yelped as he tore my clothes from my body, uncaring of the damage he was doing until they were in a heap on the floor along with his.
“Time to pay the piper, Illyria. I’ll give you one more chance. What are you hiding?”
Slowly shaking my head, I whispered, “I can’t.”
“Then so be it.”
Before I could formulate a response, Maxim was above me. His lips were back on mine, bruising and rough as he devoured my mouth once more. Grinding his hips forcefully into mine.
The head of his cock rubbed painfully against my clit, making me buck beneath him with every jolt of carnality he sent soaring through my body. He was predatory. Wild and hungry. I’ve been with Max many times in the last five years. I’d seen him at his best and stupidly thought I’d seen him at his worst. But I was so wrong. The man consuming my body wasn’t the man I knew, nor the man I married. This man was dangerous. Determined, devious. He was the devil incarnate hell bent on incinerating my soul to bring me to heel.
He was everywhere. I couldn’t breathe as he bit my neck again, moving down my chest before reaching my exposed breasts. Driven by pure lustful anger, I cried out as his fingers pinched roughly at my nipple. He replaced his fingers with his mouth, sucking hard at my nipple, nipping and scratching it with his teeth as his other hand firmly squeezed my other breast.
My hand gripped the back of his neck as I sunk my nails intently into his skin, drawing blood as he harshly devoured my breasts. My body writhed beneath him in a merciless desire to consume him as he greedily devoured my body. I wanted to reciprocate in kind with every bite, scratch, pain filled desire he inflicted on me. I wanted to take him into my mouth. I wanted to lick and suck his cock until I drove him as wild as he was making me. I tried to lift myself, but he was unmovable. Resolute in his consumption as he pushed me back down on the bed.
“I’m going to fuck you into compliance,” he growled.
“Good luck,” I taunted, as he gripped my hair, turning my face as his lips pressed against my ear and I shivered as I heard him whisper.
“You will bend.”
I cried out as his teeth bit my earlobe.
I knew he drew blood. In kind, I raked my nails down his back, slowly and methodically eliciting the same pain he just inflicted on me.
He roared loudly, arching up, as my hands fell to his waist.
Gasping for air, I took a fortifying breath before I opened my eyes to find him staring straight into mine. Pure, unadulterated fury emanated all around him as he smirked. “You forget, wife. I know your body. I know what you crave.”
“Fuck you.”
“Oh, I plan to,” he sneered as he slammed his cock deep into my core, making me scream out. My cries fell on deaf ears, as he repeatedly and forcefully pushed his thick cock inside me, filling me up, making my legs shake. His unrelenting pace served only one purpose.
To fill his desire. Not mine.
His ravenous pace was unrelenting as my body succumbed to his.
I was helpless to stop him. My body craved his. He was my addiction. A drug I couldn’t shake. No other man came close to the carnal nature of the man over me.
I knew then, at that very moment, I was powerless to stop him.
He would always get his way. He tried to tell me before, but I never listened. I refused to. Now the truth was before me. The man I married was not the man I thought him to be.
He was more.
His pace quickened. His grip tightened as my stomach clenched. His growls become more desperate as he used my body for his own gain. With a loud roar, he lost control as his body tensed above mine, his cock buried deep in my womb as his hot cum spilled deep inside me.
Then he did the unthinkable.
Before I could scream out my release, he pulled out and stood to his full height, smiling deviously. My body was shaking, desperate for its own release as I heard him say. “Did you think this was about you?”
“What?” I gasped, not understanding when realization hit me.
He was going to deny me my pleasure until I told him what he wanted.
Motherfucker!
Laughing, he walked away, leaving me on the bed as if I was an afterthought.
