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Yenni
I pout in the corner. I feel like a two-year-old child being punished. How can he just stake his claim to my life? How can he think I’ll follow his orders? I could run. I could go home, but I knew he’d follow me, so what’s the point?
Instead of doing any of that, I sit here and pout. I can’t believe Cage forced me back here. I don’t know what the hell he’s thinking. Tarek’s old lady comes to sit next to me, a smile on her face. I'd slap it off if she weren’t so nice to me.
“You okay?”
“Is being forced to be here okay?” I ask her in return. She laughs a little.
“He just wants to know you’re safe,” she says.
“I was fine at the shop. The threat is gone. All of them.” The thought makes me cringe. I shouldn’t have seen that happen, but at the same time, I needed to see it was over. That doesn’t stop the internal turmoil I feel right now. I saw people killed more than once. That’s not something you forget easily. I shiver at the thought.
I glance up when I see Cage staring at me.
“See, he just wants to know where you are.” I shake my head. No, it’s more than that. I can see it in his eyes.
“He’s being controlling.”
With that, I shove myself off the couch and stalk toward the bar, shoulder-bumping him as I pass. He huffs out a laugh as I grab a drink and turn to head for the room. I should have known he’d follow me, but I ignored him.
I walk into the room and try to slam the door shut, but he stops it as he walks in.
“You think you’re bein’ funny?” he asks.
“I don’t think anything,” I reply before taking a long pull from my beer.
“Are you tryin’ to piss me off?” I turn to face him and shrug my shoulders. Maybe that’s what I’m doing. I don’t know anymore.
“Maybe.”
“Why would you want me pissed?”
“The hate sex is better,” I state. I shouldn’t have said that. I shouldn’t push his buttons, but I did it anyway, and as Cage shrugs out of his cut, I know I’m going to pay for it.
He peels his shirt off and kicks off his boots before moving toward me. I finish downing my beer when he grabs the bottle from my hand and tosses it to the floor. Then he’s on me. He’s ripping my clothes off so fast I feel dizzy. His hands are all over my body, touching, caressing.
“This isn’t what I wanted,” I tell him. He stops and pulls back after he has me completely naked, taking off his jeans and boxers. His pierced cock is hard and ready.
“You want hate sex? I can fuck you like I hate you,” he tells me. Before I can say another word, he grabs me roughly and spins me to face away from him. He shoves me down on the bed, keeping my ass in the air before he slams into me. He didn’t warn me, didn’t give me time to adjust.
I scream his name from the pain and pleasure. His fingers grip my hips, digging painfully into my flesh. I want to stop this, but it feels too good.
Cage thrusts into me like a madman, and I let him. I let him take out his frustrations on me the way I’m taking them out on him.
“Cage, slow down!” I cry out when it becomes too much. My eyes are full of tears as he plunges deeper, his piercings dragging along my sensitive flesh.
“You wanted it like I hate you. You got it, Yenni. Hold on for the fuckin’ ride, baby.” My hands clench the sheets as he goes deeper. I feel like he’s breaking me in half, but the pleasure is too much. Tears leak down my cheeks as he fucks me rougher than before. I can feel my orgasm as it claws its way to the surface, and then I lose all control. My legs shake, and my body tenses as my release comes crashing over me.
“Cage!” I scream. He knows what he’s doing, but he isn’t done yet. Even as my orgasm sweeps through me, he keeps pounding into me, drawing it out. I ride wave after wave until my whole body trembles and shakes. Then and only then does he come inside of me.
My body is weak, spent from what he just did to me, and when he pulls out of me, I drop onto the bed. Cage chuckles and walks to the bathroom as I crawl back up onto the bed.
A few minutes later, he returns and sits on the edge of the bed.
“That what you wanted?”
“It’s what I needed,” I tell him.
