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“What—you could’ve just pulled them down!”

“Trust me, the view is better this way.” I squeeze her ass, which makes her moan again. It’s just the reaction I need to get away with my next move.

“Hey,” Athelia cries as I rip off her panties. They’re flimsy and thin, so they tear easily, but I’m sure it still hurts.

“Shh,” I soothe. “What happened to me fucking you like a whore?”

At that, she groans and slumps into the mattress.

“That’s what I thought.”

I start off by fingering her. She’s so wet you’d think I squirted lube all over her pussy, but I didn’t. This is all her own desire for one of the men she hates and fears most in the world.

Two fingers inside of her and my thumb on her clit, and she’s writhing on the bed and begging like the desperate slut she is. I wish Wes and Cal were already in here to see how pathetic she is. They’d get a kick out of seeing her like this.

“You could’ve had this years ago, you know,” I murmur in her ear.

“W-what?” she gasps, raising her head from the mattress.

I chuckle. “I’ll explain later.”

That satisfies her enough for the moment—or maybe it’s because I thrust my fingers into her at an angle that makes her groan.

“So wet,” I chide. “You really are the perfect toy, you know that? I bet I could fuck you right now, and I’d slide in with no resistance.”

“W-what?” She sounds panicked. “No, wait. You’re too big.”

“You can handle it,ma belle.Don’t tell me no now.” I slide my fingers out of her and climb onto the bed next to her. Yanking her head up, I shove my fingers into her mouth. “Clean up the mess you made, slut.”

Athelia sucks my fingers clean, stroking her devilish tongue over them the way she did with my dick. I push in deeper, making her gag again because I’ve given up on stopping myself. Whatever reaction I want from her, I’m getting.

“Good girl,” I say once she’s done. I pat her cheek patronizingly before sliding off the bed again.

“Go slow,” she whispers as I step in between her legs.

I don’t. I slide the tip of my cock through her desire before plunging into her in one hard, deep thrust. Athelia screams, tensing around me, but I don’t care. Her pussy is ten times better than her throat, which I didn’t even think was possible mere seconds ago.

“Take it,” I growl as I plow into her. “That’s all you’re good for. Just a set of warm holes to be used.”

“Yes,” she groans, even though there’s pain in her voice.

That only turns me on more. I slap her ass, watching it jiggle. It’s hard to tell with the red lights, but I’m pretty sure a hand print forms on her pretty skin.

“I love seeing my mark on you,” I tell her, slapping the same spot again.

Athelia screams into the mattress. I grab onto her hips, pulling her into me every time I thrust forward. She’s completely helpless.Her hands are still cuffed, and even if they weren’t, the pain has obviously turned into pleasure. She doesn’twantme to stop.

“You love getting fucked like this, don’t you,ma belle?Tell me what that makes you.”

“I’m your whore,” she moans.

I freeze. I was expecting her to say she wasawhore, not for her to tell me she’smywhore. But shit, you know what? This is better.

“That’s right,” I say lowly. “You’re mine to fuck whenever I want.” Leaning forward, I place my head as close to her ear as I can with my mask in the way. “And I’mneverletting you go.”

Athelia chokes on air as I thrust into her hard. She really is taking my cock well. I was expecting more pain, maybe even some tears, but she’s so fucking turned on that it didn’t take much to get her ready for me.

Movement in my peripheral vision snags my attention. Thankfully, Athelia’s head is turned away from the stairs, so she doesn’t see Wes and Cal as they creep up the steps.

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