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He pulls back, and when he sees the tears sliding down my face, he wipes them away. “That’s it, take me deep. Cry, scream, and use me, just don’t make me stop. You’re doing so well. I know it hurts now, but it will feel so good.” He wraps his hand around my throat, anchoring me as he hammers into me.
Like everything with Dal, it hurts so good, I can’t take it.
His piercings drag along the nerves inside me, but he’s right. The pain fades to a burning pleasure so strong, I can’t breathe, can’t move, locked in a tidal wave. He sees me struggling and bites my ear.
“I’ve got you.”
His hand grips my throat, and his grunts fill my ear as he licks up and down my neck, biting and licking as I cry out. He hammers into me so hard, it hurts. “Fucking perfect,” he snarls in my ear. “Good, so good. How can you feel this great? It’s like the high of a kill but ten times better. Fuck, Reign, I think I’m finding religion in your cunt.”
His dirty words spew right in my ear as he holds me prisoner and rams into me so hard, it sends me spiraling. I scream as I come, my nails clawing at his back.
He doesn’t stop, fucking me like an animal in rut.
We actually fall from the sofa, but he doesn’t stop, hammering me into the floor as he bites and sucks my lips. I hold him, taking it and wanting the pain he demands.
I hear the door, and when my head lolls to the side, I meet Cillian’s wide-eyed stare. “Are you okay?”
Dal snarls, and when I jerk my head back, I see his gun pointed at Cil, yet he doesn’t stop thrusting for one fucking moment. Cil must see the truth written across Dal’s face. He would kill his brother right now.
Hands up, Cil glances at me, and I nod to let him know that I’m okay. He backs away and shuts the door, then Dal turns those beastly eyes back to me.
“Again,” he demands. “Come again. I want to feel you squeeze my cock.”
“I can’t.” My words are hoarse, and with a snarl, he reaches between us, pinching my clit until he makes me a liar. I come so hard, I actually black out for a moment, and when I come to, his voice is in my ear.
“So good. So tight. Like a fucking vise, silken fucking torture. You fuck me so good. You’re mine. Mine. Every inch of you, and I’m going to spend years marking every single hole you have, filling it over and over with my cum until it’s all you crave and you fucking need it to survive.”
I try to lift my hands but they flop to the floor, exhausted as he powers into me. He lifts my hips so he hits deeper inside me, and I cry out.
“I love the way you scream, like music to my ears. My very own personal song I want to listen to forever,” he growls, dragging his mouth across my cheek to my lips, biting and sucking them before I open. His tongue slips inside, tangling with mine as he kisses me as hard as he fucks me.
My pleasure starts to build again, bordering on painful, and I know I need to make him come or he will never stop—not until he’s fucked me to death.
His hand slams against the floor by my head. “I can’t. Fuck, Reign, I can’t take it.”
“So let go,” I say, licking and nipping his chin as I rip his shirt open, clawing at his skin, and when I catch his nipple, he roars.
Smirking, I bite his neck hard and twist his nipple until his back bows and he yells his release.
I drink in his twisted expression of ecstasy, his eyes closed as he lets go. It’s fucking beautiful, and when he slumps over me, I wrap my arms around him, kissing his neck.
“Thank you,” he murmurs into my ear, making me shiver at his dark, sexy voice. “You’re mine, Reign.”
I have no issue being Dal’s.
I’ll be black and blue tomorrow, but it was so worth it.
TWENTY-TWO
Iknow they have all had my girl, and she is my girl. This is a job, and there are lines, but all of us have crossed them. I can’t even blame them—not when she looks and acts the ways she does. She’s the only person who has ever made me doubt my conviction and lose focus, and I’m tired of fighting it.
It seems they are as well.
She heads upstairs as soon as we’re back, and I watch her go, knowing my gaze is hungry and determined. “I want you on watch tonight,” I tell them. When I glance at them, there is a knowing look in their eyes, which makes me narrow mine. “I mean it. Get the system updated, and I want that report I asked for,” I snap, ignoring them and their leers as I head upstairs.
I go to my room first where I strip from my suit. I can’t go to her in it because I want to go as me, not as her guard. No lines, no job.
Just us.
