Page 90 of Reckless Hearts


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“Found you.”

And Iscreamas powerful hands grab me tightly. His voice snarls into my ear, sending chills down my spine as he yanks me off my feet and brings me down hard to the ground. I scrabble, kicking back, catching him with my heel, I think. He just grunts and twists my leg painfully to the side, making me gasp sharply.

My eyes start from their sockets as I slam back down to the ground, face-down. A hand tangles tightly in my hair, snapping my head back and making me cry out as a heavy weight slams down on top of me, keeping me pinned hard to the wooden floor.

“Too. Fucking. Easy,” he rasps into my ear before biting it sharply. His hand slides underneath me, and I choke back a moan when he roughly manhandles my breasts through my shirt. He rips it open, sending buttons scattering everywhere and my pulse skyrocketing. My bra is roughly yanked down, freeing my breasts, which he immediately grabs hard.

Pleasure and pain explode through my core as Deimos squeezes my breasts mercilessly, pinching and twisting my sensitive nipples until the ache ripples all the way between my thighs. His teeth rake down my bare shoulder as he yanks the shirt away, breaking the skin and sinking into my flesh as I cry out and writhe beneath him.

“That’s it, darling,” he growls thickly into my ear as his thigh shoves mine apart. “Fight me. Try and escape. It’s only going to make your pussy that muchsweeterfor me.”

I know this is beyond fucked up and wrong. I know it on every single level of reality, and in every fucking molecule in my body.

But, so help me God, Istillwant it.

It’s not even a want anymore, it’s a need. Something visceral and primal that’s such a part of my DNA that I’m entirely helpless to fight or deny it any longer.

Maybe it does mean I’m fucked in the head. Maybe it means my trauma runs so deep it’s screwed up the wiring in my brain, and left me broken, deranged, and irrevocably messed up.

Just like him.

But when his fingers pinch my nipples, and his teeth rake hard down my shoulder, and he shoves his leg between mine, I don’t give a shit about labels or psychoanalyzing my twisted brain.

All I know is, the most depraved fantasy I’ve ever had, the one that runs in my mind on a loop if I let it, is being played out in reality.

And it’ssoreal, I’m not even sure if we’re “playing” at all anymore.

And that makes it even better.

I choke out a scream as Deimos roughly twists my nipple before freeing it. He shoves me down hard against the wooden floor, my tender skin dragging against it electrically as he keeps one hand in my hair and brings the other to the back of my knee-length skirt.

My moans fill the air as he shoves the skirt up over my ass and immediately spanks me hard. He hits me again and again, viciously slapping my ass over and over until it feels like it’s on fire and I’m choking out another scream.

“More,” Deimos growls into my ear, backhanding my bruised ass again and making me yelp. “I want you to cry outmorefor me, like a good little fuck toy. Like the sweet littlebaitthat you are.”

Holy. FUCK.

His hand jams between my thighs, cupping my pussy through my ruined panties. A low, cruel laugh emanates through the darkness.

“And so fuckingwetfor it. Such aneagerlittle cock slut,” he growls. “Already making a mess of your little cunt while you wait for me to take it. I do hope you’re sopping wet, darling, or else my cock will never fit in this tight little hole.”

His fingers rub my clit hard through my panties, filling the darkness with the mortifying wet squelching sounds of my arousal. He grabs the gusset of my panties, yanking it to the side before suddenly shoving two fingers deep inside of me. I cry out, my legs kicking and writhing at the feel of him suddenly filling me.

It’s rough, but it’sso fucking good. It’s scary how I have absolutely zero control right now.

But that’s the thrill. That’s the forbidden desire I’ve never once allowed myself to explore fully.

Deimos chuckles quietly as he fingers my pussy until I’m dripping all over his hand. He pulls his fingers out, making me whimper as he yanks my head up from the floor, his fist in my hair. I shudder, gasping when I feel his wet fingers at my lips.

Wet, from me.

“Open,” he snarls. “Open wide andtastejust how eager your slutty pussy is for me. Taste how badly it wants me while the rest of you squirms and writhes on the ground, helpless.”

My lips part, and when his fingers slide inside, I moan as I wrap my lips around them. My tongue swirls, tasting myself on his fingers as he groans. His hand leaves my hair, and I tense when I hear the jangle of his belt.

He shifts on top of me, and I gasp loudly as I feel hot flesh against the heated skin of my ass. Then, I feel it.

His cock: heavy, hot, swollen, and fuckinghugeas it grinds against my ass. Real, naked fear ripples through me.

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