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A half second later, my orgasm hit me hard and fast. It wasn’t one of those euphoric, toe-curling events like he’d given me back on his ship. It’d been building too long for that. Weeks of neglect had pushed me to this point, and rather than blissful relief, it was more like a sharp slap to the ass that leaves you knowing the sting will last for hours.
It left me aching, wanting, and I let my head fall between my upstretched arms.
“How are you feeling, love?” The question rolled over me, hot and hungry, with a dangerous edge deepening his voice.
All I could do was whimper.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, letting go of my wrists.
I did as he commanded, but only because I wasn’t sure my body would do anything else. It was trapped in some indescribable torture. Behind me, I heard the rustle of fabric. Then my jeans and panties were yanked down, and he was there, his thick cock pressing between my thighs. Hook grabbed my hips and pulled me back one shuffling step.
“Hands stay on the door.”
I flattened my palms against the cheap wood, digging my nails into the grain. It didn’t matter that I was exposed, overheated, and utterly breathless, because I was also in the kind of pain only a good hard fuck could cure.
With every second that ticked past, my insides twisted harder.
His hot, rough palms slid up my back, his knuckles dragging beneath my silky top. “I’ve thought about what I was going to say to you if I ever saw you again.” His fingers traced feather-light lines down my ribs, fanning out across my hips. “So many times.” One of his hands disappeared, and I felt the head of his heavy cock nudge my needy entrance.
“Hook.” His name was a whispered plea. I wasn’t a woman who begged for anything, but the kind of woman I’d always been didn’t matter one fucking iota when it came to him.
He stilled, and I could have screamed at the universe. Why the hell would he stop?
Oh shit.
I’d called him Hook. The name he hated. But I couldn’t seem to shake it from my memory even though I knew the real one.
“Atlas?” I turned my head to look back at him, but the hand on my hip flew up and anchored in my hair, forcing my gaze to the floor.
“You know, I think I like it better the other way.” A rough slap landed against my right ass cheek, the thumping force of it driving me forward a few inches.
I pinched my eyes closed and sucked in a sharp breath. Another thumping smack reverberated through me, making every sensitive spot inside me ache more even as it ratcheted my frustration higher.
“Listen carefully,” he whispered, so quiet I had to strain to hear him over the music and the blood pounding through my veins. “If I ever see you with another man the way I saw you dancing with Leo, I will slaughter him.”
A wicked chill sent a wave of goosebumps racing across my skin. The man was insane. Which made me equally insane for getting even more turned on by that threat.
“Then I’ll punishyou,” he growled, landing another heavy slap.
Mother fucker.The pleasure-pain was almost enough to get me off again. Coupled with the knowledge that he was crazy jealous and being ridiculously possessive, well, I was obviously a lost cause.
“How?” I breathed, daring him to smack my tender ass again. I squeezed my thighs, relishing the feel of his cock pressed tight between them.
He pulled back, stealing away his heat. His free hand snaked between my legs, finding my clit and stroking it entirely too lightly. Next, he pressed one of those long, strong fingers inside me, letting out a low groan that made my nerve endings tingle. He alternated like that, with one hand still gripping my hair tight enough to sting, until I was right there at the edge again. Teetering.
Then he pulled back and let go, resting his hands on my hips.
“Goddammit,” I hissed under my breath.Thatwas what he meant by punishment.
Dragging my head up but keeping my gaze and my hands firmly planted on the door, I did the only thing my desperate, lust-addled brain knew how to do. “Come on, pirate. Is that all you’ve got? Because I’m pretty sure Leo is still out there. If you’re not up to the task, I could go—”
The sound that erupted from behind me turned my knees to jelly. One of Hook’s hands braced my hip as the other lined us up. Then he slammed into me hard enough to send a jolt of pain zinging through me. His fingers dug into my left hip. His right hand clamped hard around the back of my neck. And he did it again. And again. Giving me exactly what I needed to soothe the ache that’d been building inside me since the moment I’d stepped foot back in my world.
His thrusts were rough, almost violent, and the way he held me was so deliciously possessive. I probably should have been frightened or worried or furious at the way he was handling me. Instead, I was melting inside. The pendant dangling from my chest swung in front of me with each punishing surge.
And the damned thing was back to glowing.
Hook shifted slightly, driving in deeper and hitting a spot inside of me that lit me up like a Christmas tree. Pleasure-filled electric shocks flickered from my center to the very tips of my fingers and toes, weakening everything in their wake. My inner walls spasmed, then locked down tight around his gorgeous cock.And just like that, I was lost.
