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The need to fuckingownhim claws inside me like a beast.
I yank my lips away from his and whirl him around, then shove his face against the tree, my fingers wrapping around his nape. I tug down his shorts, revealing his ass.
“Nikolai…?”
My lips line up with his ear and I breathe so harshly, it’s nearly a growl. “Tell me to stop. This is your only chance to do so. Tell me you don’t want me anymore. Say it and I’ll go.”
“It’s not that…” His choppy exhales echo in the air like my own aphrodisiac.
“If it’s not that, shut your fucking mouth.”
“What’s wrong…?”
“Shut it.” I pull out my cock that’s been hard since I saw him, and spit on my hand. “No lube. This will have to do.”
He releases an affirmative sound, but it ends with a grunt when I push past the tight ring of muscle.
My body that’s been uncharacteristically dead for the past two weeks roars back to life when I’m sheathed inside him.
“Fuck,” I growl, my teeth biting down on the hollow of his throat.
Bran turns his face to glimpse at me and I don’t like it.
I don’t like how he looks at me with those soft eyes as if he missed me. As if he didn’t fuckingreplaceme.
So I thrust harder, reach deeper, go faster.
“Niko…” he groans when I hit that spot with my piercings. “Fuck…we’re in public.”
“And yet you’re so hard you’re humping the tree. You get hot and bothered about the prospect of being caught.”
“Jesus…mmfuck…I missed the way you fuck me.”
“Shut the fuck up.” This time, I wrap my fingers around his mouth. I don’t want to hear his voice. I don’t want to hear what he has to say and I don’t want to get lost in him again.
I’m just proving a point. The fact that he belongs to me and onlyme. The fact that he still only wants me and will never fucking replace me.
“You’re mine, Brandon. Fuckingmine. If you think there’s another option out there for you other than me, I have a news flash for you.” I bite the shell of his ear and he moans, the sound muffled by my hand. “You fucking don’t. Just know that I’ll slaughteranyoneyou let near you and fuck you in their blood.”
I squeeze his cock and jerk him fast and rough, matching the rhythm of my cock in his ass. He thrusts his hips forward then back, slamming his ass against my groin over and over until his madness mirrors mine. The slaps of flesh against flesh echo in the air as I pound him, rough and unhinged.
Fucking fuck.
He comes all over my hand, groaning and trying to say something, but my grip on his mouth doesn’t allow him to.
Even after he comes, he continues to ride my cock, jerking back and forth, milking me, dragging the orgasm from somewhere deep in my fucked-up soul instead of my body.
I come deep in him and he moans, his teeth sinking into my fingers, and his body shudders beneath mine.
If I didn’t know it before, then I’m sure now. I’ll never enjoy fucking again if it isn’t with him.
He fuckingbrokeme.
Literally and figuratively.
My mind is still a goddamn mess even as I pull out of him. My cum trickles down his balls and thighs, and I want to fuck it right back inside him like I usually do, but this is not about touching.
This is about proving a fucking point.
