Page 92 of Reckless Hearts


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I’ll analyze why later, but the second he says it, it’s like pulling the trigger on a gun.

And I. Fucking.Explode.

I scream into the floor, my back arching and my body racked with shudders and tremors as the single biggest orgasm of my life, by a fuckingmile, erupts through my core. I cry out over and over, shaking and writhing and spasming under him like I’m having a seizure, while he just keeps pounding into me.

He grabs my hair tight, yanking my head up from the ground as his teeth find my neck. He bites down so hard I’m almost deliriously imagining he’s an animal ripping out my jugular. I feel his powerful muscles coil and tighten as he grinds his huge cock deep in my tender, throbbing pussy and starts to come.

I do, too; again.

The feel of his hot cum spilling into me, and his thick cock pulsing and throbbing so hard and so deep, sends me over the edge a second time. Deimos groans, snarling into my neck and growling into my ear as he pushes in a little deeper, as if to make sure not one drop of his cum is ever coming back out.

After that, it’s like a switch flips inside me. My vision—what little I can even see in the almost pitch dark—blurs. My head droops. I’m honestly not sure if I’ll ever be able to get up off this floor ever again.

Everything hurts. Everything throbs and tingles. I wince when I feel Deimos slowly pull out of me, my legs trembling as his swollen cock head slips free of my lips. I’m wondering how I’ll convey to him that I can’t speak, or move.

I don’t have to.

Powerful arms scoop me up. I cling to him, still trying to steady my breathing as he glides effortlessly through the pitch blackness.

A light flicks on, half blinding me before he dims it a little. He sets me down on something soft, but my battered ass is onfire, and I wince and roll onto my side. I hear water running, and it’s so soothing a sound that I almost fall asleep.

“Not yet,” Deimos growls quietly. He picks me up, and I gasp when I feel myself being lowered into warm, bubbly water that smells like jasmine blossoms.

He just chased me down in the dark and fucked me to within an inch of my life on the ground, like an animal.

And now he’s run me a bubble bath.

I blink silently in shock as Deimos wordlessly soaps my body, pours water over my hair, and then starts to shampoo it.

The man iswashing my fucking hair.

What is happening.

Slowly, I begin to relax. I begin to allow the warmth of the water to sooth my sore muscles and the throbbing ache between my legs from our brutal, savage fuck session.

The duality of the two sides of him feels like a reality blur: there’s the chase-me-down-and-fuck-me-like-he-hates-me Deimos. And the run-me-a-bubble-bath-and-wash-my-hair-like-a-lover Deimos.

It’s confusing, and more than a little strange. But also oddly…comfortable. Comforting. The ferociousness blurring at the edges into tenderness.

I shiver when his hand slides between my legs, gently washing my very, very sore pussy.

And then suddenly, reality crashes back and my eyes fly wide open as my head whips around to stare at him.

“I’m…” I swallow, flushing. “I’m not on any birth control.”

“Good.”

My jaw drops like a stone as my eyes widen.

Holy sweet fuck why is that so hot?

Something heated flickers in his eyes. Then he looks away as he starts to rinse the conditioner out of my hair.

“You’ll go on birth control tomorrow. Because, Dahlia…”

I shiver, taking a shaky breath as he cups my jaw and twists my face around, leveling those dark, piercing eyes right into mine.

“Because we’ll be doing what we just didfarmore often.”

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