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I don’t know how she managed to do it, but over the past two-ish months, the axis of my world has shifted, and suddenly it doesn’t revolve around my own needs anymore. It revolves around hers.
I lean into her, watching how her sharp gaze tracks my every movement. My other hand comes down on her thigh, and I slowly drag it back up to her waist, goosebumps spreading over her skin. My head tilts down toward the curve of her neck, and I breathe her in, so fucking addicted to the sweet scent. “Look at you, baby,” I murmur. “See how you come alive for me?”
I feel as she swallows hard, her eyes meeting mine as she hesitantly nods. “Let me go, Alex.”
I shake my head. “You and I both know that’s not an option,” I tell her. “But that’s not really what you want, is it?”
Her brows furrow as though she’s terrified of actually admitting what she wants. That would mean that she’s more like me than she ever realized, and there’s not a damn thing wrong with that. If you ask me, it’s a thing of beauty.
“Are you . . . are you going to kill me?” she whimpers, her eyes fluttering as my fingers sweep over her waist.
“That’s up to you, Mace,” I tell her, pressing my body against hers and trailing my hand back down to her thigh before hitching it up over my hip so I can really grind into her. “Lie to me, and you might find yourself in a position you don’t want to be in.” I pause a moment, letting the words sink in before asking her once again. “What do you want, Kyah?”
She whimpers again but brings her hand up to clutch my shoulder, digging her nails into my skin. The hesitation remains in her eyes, but there’s also a flash of hunger, of a deep burning desire to play out her wildest fantasies. “Fuck me, Alex,” she grits between a clenched jaw, raising her chin as if to prove something to herself.
I grin wide, my tongue rolling over my lips, but beneath this mask, she wouldn’t be able to see. Instead, I grab her wrists in one hand, holding them captive above her head and whipping her around until her chest is pressed against the bark of the tree. “How?” I growl in her ear, my cock straining to be inside her, and while this is more than I could ever want, I’m also more than aware that this is quickly becoming her fantasy too, and I plan on letting her enjoy every fucking second of it.
“Hard,” she pants. “Fast.”
Keeping her hands pinned above her head, I reach down between us with my other hand, quickly working my belt buckle and freeing my cock. Then the second Kyah feels me, she presses her ass back into me, hungry for it.
Gripping the soft material of her little booty pajama shorts, I tear them down her legs, and she hastily steps out of them, panting heavily as she tries to look back, but with her arms up, she can barely move.
I kick her feet apart, spreading those pretty thighs before reaching down and pressing my fingers to her sweet cunt. She’s fucking soaked, just as I knew she would be, and I don’t hesitate, thrusting my fingers deep inside of her. Kyah cries out, tipping her head back as she arches, pushing her hips back and silently begging for more. I do it again, taking her hard and fast just as she demanded before pulling free and dragging my fingers forward and skimming over her sensitive clit, loving the way her body crumbles beneath my touch.
My fingers are soaked with her arousal, and I pull her back against my chest, not releasing her wrists for even a second, and I lift my fingers to her lips. “Suck.”
Kyah doesn’t hesitate, greedily opening her mouth and sucking my fingers clean. “See what I do to you?” I growl in her ear before pushing her chest back against the tree, her hands going high above her head once again. “No other man will ever make you feel the way I do, won’t ever make you come like I do.”
Kyah groans, nodding her head as I step in behind her, fisting my cock. I work my hand up and down as I position myself right at her entrance, and with one powerful thrust, I slam inside her tight cunt.
“Ahh, fuck,” she cries out, her walls immediately clenching around me, squeezing so fucking tight, she could tear my fucking cock right off if she wanted.
“That’s right, Mace,” I rasp, gritting my teeth as the overwhelming pleasure rocks through me. I pull back and thrust again, both of us gasping. “Fucking take me.”
“More,” she demands, and I give her everything she needs, fucking her like I’ll never get the chance again. I thrust into that sweet cunt over and over, feeling the way she clenches around my cock, soaking in the intense pleasure, and when her knees start to shake, I know this won’t take long.
My balls tighten, desperate for a release, but I hold out, waiting for her while wishing I could lose the fucking mask and bite that creamy inked shoulder, but I won’t dare. I have plenty of time for that. “Fuck, Alex,” Kyah grunts, her hands balling into tight fists above her head. “I need . . . I need—”
“I got you, baby,” I growl, taking her hip and tilting it back just an inch. My cock plunges into her at a new angle, instantly driving her wild with need, and as she cries out again, I reach my hand around and dive deep between her thighs to rub tight circles over her clit.
Everything clenches, and as I roll her clit between my fingers, she detonates, coming hard. Her whole body shudders, and she collapses against the tree. She’s practically hanging from her wrists, locked in my tight grip as I fucking explode, coming right along with her and emptying my load deep inside her cunt.
“Oh, God,” she pants, her chest heaving with heavy breaths as I lean into her, needing a minute to find my composure.
I release her wrists, and her hands fall lifelessly by her sides as I take her waist and turn her to face me. I press back into her, keeping her pinned against the tree and hating the small cuts on her face from the bark, but to be honest, I don’t think she even realizes they’re there.
Finding the strength to lift her hand, she presses it against my chest, her palm flat against the design she inked into my skin. She visibly swallows, lifting her gaze to mine, struggling to find words. “You terrify me,” she finally says, her pulse thrumming wildly at the base of her throat.
I hold her gaze and slowly nod, my hand digging into my pocket. “I know,” I tell her, unapologetically. And with that, I reach out and watch as my syringe pierces her flesh before pushing a strong sedative. Her eyes widen just a fraction, a soft gasp on her lips, and before she even gets a word out, she crumbles right into my arms.
38
KYAH
MyheadspinsasI open my eyes, peering into a darkened room lit only by a flickering industrial light above me. I groan, trying to figure out where the fuck I am as a repetitivedrip, drip, drip,echoes through the room, each little drip like a bullet straight through my skull.
My vision fades in and out of focus as my pounding head wills me to close my eyes and fall into a deep unconsciousness, but something warns me that I need to have my wits about me, that something isn’t right here.
