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He sucked on my sore nipples, intensifying the pain. I rocked against him, the head of his cock nudging my clit with every upward stroke. He switched back to the first nipple, nipping at the sensitive bud before sucking on it just as harshly. His hand slid between our bodies, and then he was plunging two thick fingers inside of me. A keening cry ripped from my throat as my walls clutched at him, sucking him deeper inside of me. His thumb rolled over my clit in hard circles, and then I was gone, tumbling over into the abyss of the most intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life.

His teeth sank into almost every inch of my torso, some spots hard enough to draw blood and others just hard enough to bruise me. I couldn’t get enough of it. I begged for more as he wrenched another orgasm from my body. As I cried out, gushing over his fingers, he pulled his digits out and shoved them into my mouth, gagging me for a moment before I swirled my tongue around them, watching him through slitted, hazy eyes.

“Such a good girl for me,” he rumbled, running his now damp fingers over my torso, smearing my blood all over my skin. “You look so pretty covered in blood. Red suits you. Color?”

“So green,” I moaned. I wanted more of his violence and pain so badly, I was ready to beg for it.

He moved over my body, his cock hanging in my face. Gripping the base, he tapped the tip against my lips. I parted them, my tongue flicked out over his head to taste his precum. Salty. I moaned before licking him again.

“Color?”

“Green,” I groaned. “Please feed me your cock,” I begged, looking up at him, pleading with him through my gaze.

His cock slid into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed around him, gagging a little. He braced one hand on the headboard and wrapped his other hand around my throat, pinning me down to the bed so he could fuck my mouth and use me however he wanted. And fuck, it felt so good, he had me humping the air like a needy bitch in heat.

“You like this, don’t you?” he asked, surprise coating his words. “You’re sucking my cock so good, sweet girl. So fucking good.”

Tears leaked down my cheeks. Drool slid from my mouth as I slurped on his thick shaft. He groaned and popped out of my mouth before snatching a condom from the nightstand and rolling it over himself. Hooking my legs over his shoulders, he slid inside of me without warning. Pain exploded from the stretch. Pulling out, he pushed back in, and that time, I whimpered and moaned, rolling my hips to meet each of his hard thrusts.

He bared his teeth as he fucked me into the mattress, practically bending me in half. My blood smeared onto his skin, and the sight of it sent me reeling. I cried out his name, my back bowing off the mattress as I flooded his cock. He snarled down at me, his hand latching around my throat, cutting off my airflow. My eyes rolled back in my head, another orgasm quickly building.

“Give it to me,” he growled. “I need you to come again, baby.”

Panic began to flood my senses, making my brain confused with the mix of pleasure. Jax grinned down at me and released my neck just as I squirted all over him, ruining the blankets and nodoubt the mattress. He growled my name as he spilled into the condom, his cock swelling inside of me as he came.

Cupping my cheek, he brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. “Color?” he asked softly.

“Green,” I whispered, my eyes shutting, slumping. “So fucking green.”

He eased out of me and disposed of the condom before gently sitting me up. He held a bottle of water to my lips, and I greedily gulped it down, not realizing how thirsty I was until the water was sliding down my throat.

“You did so well,” Jax praised. “You did exceptionally well, Blakely.”

He set the water aside and began untying me. Then, he massaged my arms and shoulders, making the blood flow back through them properly. I leaned against him, my mind slowly coming back into the real world. I looked down at my body, a noise of surprise leaving my throat. “Woah,” I whispered.

Jax chuckled. “Most women can’t handle what I do,” Jax confessed. “I like the sight of blood. I like causing pain.”

I looked up at him. Shadows coated his dark eyes. I knew those shadows held a lifetime of pain, and my heart ached for him. “You can call Hooked and ask for me anytime,” I told him softly. In fact, the thought of any other woman seeing this side of him made me irrationally jealous.

He just made a noise of acknowledgment before holding the bottle of water to my lips again. I wasn’t sure if he would or not, but a part of me—the part of me thatwasn’tsupposed to get attached—secretly hoped he did.

I’d never experienced something—or someone—so incredible in my life.

CHAPTER FOUR

Jax

Rain pounded against the tin roof of the garage, damn near louder than the sound of the torque wrench Ace was using to change a customer’s tire. He’d skipped school today, claiming he needed a mental health day, and asked to come into the shop with me.

Hell, I needed a hand, so I allowed it. Konrad hadn’t been happy about it, but I had Arlo backing me, which always helped. Konrad wanted Ace to go to school, but hell, if the kid needed a day to unwind, then he just needed a day. It wasn’t going to kill him to miss a single day of school.

I slid Arlo’s new radiator into place before leaning over the truck to screw it into place. Arlo had been right; it was a simple fix. I wouldn’t charge him for it, but it wouldn’t stop him from putting money in my bank account anyway. He did it every single time.

“Where’d you go last night?” Ace randomly asked from right behind me. I glanced over my shoulder at him. The kid had a badhabit of just sneaking up on all of us. He had a big mouth, but he was quiet as a mouse when he wanted to be. He was a silent killer of sorts. No one would ever know he was coming if he didn’t want them to.

“None of your business,” I told him. I’d done a damn good job of keeping Blakely out of my head, and now—thanks to him—she was right there again.

I never thought I’d find a woman like Blakely. She’d beendrenchedas I inflicted pain upon her body and left my bruises and marks all over her skin. I knew what it looked like when a woman was faking it for money, but Blakely had been into everything I’d done to her.

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