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Rising to his challenge.

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-Devon-

Thefirsttimewekissed, Maddox had been drunk, pissed off at some idiot in fancy jeans for gay bashing, and aggressive as hell about it. He had been the one to spur everything into action, but I’d been the one to pull rank and actually kiss him.

But Maddox wasn’t hesitating this time. Oh no. My boy had all the confidence in the world when it came to being physical now, and to be on the receiving end of his harsh love and primal assertiveness was the only place I wanted to be.

The rain damn near sizzled off our heated bodies. The tree canopies swayed in the turbulent winds, just like our turbulent desires swirled storms within us. It didn’t matter that we’d been fucking for over a year. The heat was still there and the fire only burned hotter. The storm ofusraged on wilder than ever.

The green in Maddox’s eyes flashed with each strike of lightning. The power in his eyes became my own battery supply, charging me up, turning me all the way on. He amped me to full wattage, and the spark of it tingled everywhere.

“Turn the fuck around, Devon,” he growled at me, jaw clenched impatiently and eyes filled with hostility.

While I absolutely loved his power moves, I loved challenging them even more. Grinning at him, I pulled a move from the Maddox Kane handbook. Silence. The charged kind of silence that spoke louder than words and held its breath in anticipation.

Maddox took a single step forward. Just one calculated step. That’s all he’d allow himself because tonight, his game was submission. Until he got it from me, he’d remain in control of us, the storm, and the situation. Water ran from the dark strands of his hair and dripped off his jawline. Thunder cracked above, all around, beating to the drum of his heart. Everything about Maddox excited me. From the way he emitted daunting energy to the way he looked at me like I was the salvation and the downfall of his life. He loved me. But the way he loved me was savage, finite, and unforgiving.

I loved him right back with the same ferocity.

“Devon,” he seethed, feet squelching in the mud. “Turn around. Right now.”

“You think I don’t know how to defy you, Madd?” I mocked, just to rile him. “Please.”

Two more calculated steps. Those two steps brought us chest to chest, and my head lifted of its own accord when he wrapped a hand around my throat. I met his eyes and didn’t shy away, excited to rise up to him—to rise up to myself.

“Why are you fucking with me? You asked for this. You said you wanted to get fucked here.” Lightning reflected in his eyes and thunder banged to resonate with his voice. The storm wasn’t drowning him out, it amplified him, worked with him, did his dirty work.

Yeah, I wanted that. More than that, I wanted to reminisce about our start. Call me a sensitive fuckwit, but that moment by this tree a year and a half ago changed our lives forever. For better. I wanted to relive that moment, remember the power of it, and rejoice in how far we’d come since. I gained Maddox Kane because of that moment, and with the fires of hell heating his blood and the storm fuelling his energy, I wanted to experience him as he was now. Stronger. Confident. Dangerous. Protective and possessive, and in true love.

I wanted to remember how suggestively unsure he had been that night. He had no idea what he wanted, but he had every instinct to take it. Aggression with a cause and confusion with a purpose.

Maddox’s fingers drummed against my neck. “I do,” I admitted. “I want you right here in this spot.”

He leaned in to kiss me, but I pressed on his chest.

“We might be all in love and shit, Maddox, but you’re still my biggest opponent. Our fights have changed and we don’t need to hurt each other anymore, but I don’t bow down to you naturally.”

The small grin that tilted his lips made my cock harden. There he was, my worthy rival. He wasn’t trying to be sexy or playful; he was showing me he accepted the challenge. His fingers drummed once more before tightening around my throat.

“Mm,” he mused, leaning into my body, making the bark of the tree bite my back. “So you need to be forced?”

Take me.

“You want to defy me just to prove that you have the strength to fight me for the power we both know I already have?”

Overpower me.

“I am going to fuck you, Devon. Right here, like you wanted. But by the time I’m done with you, you won’t have any fight left in you.”

Control me.

“Are you still talking?” I scoffed.

“Are you still fighting?”

I met his eyes just as lightning struck. “Always.”

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