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The rattling of the door handle makes me glance up just in time to see the enormous piece of steel swing open. Once again, it’s Shane who walks into the room and I scowl at him as soon as I see his face.
“Why the hell are you keeping me locked in here?” I snarl at him.
He kicks the door closed behind him and then he stalks toward me. “You know why,” he growls at me. “Because you’re a liar and I don’t trust you.”
“I’m a liar? That’s rich coming from you.”
His nostrils flare as he advances toward me while anger radiates from him like heat from a furnace. “Don’t fucking push me,” he snarls.
I jump off the bed and square up to him, standing up onto my tiptoes so I can push my face as close to his as possible. “Or what, Shane?” I snap.
He wraps one of his huge hands around my throat. “Do you assume because I used to fuck you, that I won’t snap your neck, Jessica?”
“Oh, I know that you wouldn’t. I’m not much use to you dead, am I?”
“You’re no use to me alive right now, either. So, tell me what I want to know or I will leave you to rot in this filthy room for the rest of your days.”
He says it with such conviction that I believe him. Suddenly, the prospect of spending the rest of my life in this tiny cell while they wait to hand me over to the Wolf fills me with anger and terror.
“Just let me go, Shane. Please?” I beg as he tightens his grip on my throat. “If you feel anything at all…”
My words seem to flip a switch in him and his green eyes darken until they are as black as coal. “Don’t you fucking dare. You think I could ever feel anything but hatred for you after what you did?”
After what I did? Is he for real? I take a deep breath as I realize I am running out of options fast and I have no choice but to use the only weapon I have available. I stare into his eyes and press my body closer to his. He is semi-hard and I’m relieved that at least one part of him responds to me the way it always has. “Seems like some part of you feels something,” I purr at him as his growing erection presses against my abdomen.
“Just because my cock remembers what it was like to be buried in your cunt, doesn’t mean I feel anything for you. I’ve fucked plenty of people I didn’t like.”
“Me too.” I narrow my eyes at him and, as much as I despise him right now, my body remembers all too well exactly how good he used to make me feel. How he convinced me he loved me.
“I don’t doubt it,” he spits. “Because you’re a lying fucking whore.”
He releases his grip on my throat, and I lunge for him, clawing at his face. I scratch his lip but he grabs my wrists before I can do any real damage, spinning me around and pushing me toward the wall until I am pinned to it by the weight of his large frame. I feel his cock nudging at my ass and stifle a groan. The closeness of him makes my legs tremble and the smell of him and the sensation of his fingers on my skin floods my senses, causing wet heat to start to pool between my thighs.
“I bet you’re wet right now,” he growls in my ear. “Because you’ll take any cock that’s available. Won’t you?”
His hand reaches beneath my nightdress and I draw in a breath. “No. Shane, don’t,” I breathe, because he is going to find me ready for him and I can’t bear for him to realize that my body still reacts to his this way. He tugs my panties to one side and slides his fingers through my slick folds. “Soaking,” he hisses against my ear. “You want my cock, don’t you?”
“Fuck you,” I half snarl, half groan as his fingers slide over my clit and he rubs firmly.
“Do you remember how hard you used to come for me?” he sneers.
“I faked it all.”
He chuckles against my skin. “Even you aren’t that good, Jessica. I’m going to make you come right now. Right here. All over my cock. And you’re going to hate me for it.”
He releases my wrists and I hear the familiar sound of his belt and zipper opening that makes a shiver of pleasure and anticipation skitter up my spine. This would be my chance to elbow him in the nuts and run. But I want this. I want to feel something. I want to feel him. I want to hate him so much, but my body is on fire for him. So I stand here, panting for breath and waiting for him to fuck me. A few seconds later, he pulls up my nightgown, fisting his hands in my panties and tearing them roughly over my skin before tossing the shredded material onto the floor. Then he bends his knees and pushes himself inside me, making my walls clench around him.
“Fuck,” he grunts against my neck. “Your cunt does love my cock, Hacker.”
I bite down on my lip to stifle a moan as he nails me to the wall while his hand reaches around and rubs my clit, making my entire body thrum with heat and energy. Our breathing is hoarse and ragged. Our bodies bead with perspiration in the small, stuffy room. I bite the inside of my cheek as familiar waves of pleasure begin building in my core. Damn him and his huge cock. Despite how much I want to cry out, I clamp my mouth shut. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of hearing me come.
He realizes I’m on the edge and I hate that he knows my body so well. “Say my name,” he growls as he runs his teeth along the delicate skin of my neck, making tremors of pleasure vibrate through me.
“No,” I snap.
He pushes in deeper, rubbing at the sweet spot deep inside me, and making my legs tremble violently. “Say. My. Name,” he orders, thrusting deeper into me with each word as his free hand reaches to one of my breasts and he kneads it roughly in his palm.
“Fuck you,” I groan as he maintains his focus on those perfect spots.
