Page 35 of Crave


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Ice runs through my veins when I hear the door open from the connecting car, followed by a deep, devilish laugh. Spinning around, even in the darkness of the tunnel, I know that he’s stalking toward me. I stand and make my way to the end of the car, but there is no adjoining car for me to run to. I’m stuck against the emergency exit door with the sinful man creeping toward me.

“You should’ve listened,” the deep voice is immediately in front of me, “the train isn’t a safe place for pretty girls like you this late at night.”

The lights flicker as we exit the tunnel, and I see the familiar masked face before me. Not an ounce of fear flows through me, even though I know it should. His fingers quickly lift my dress and slide through my arousal as he deftly works his zipper.

“Such a good girl,mi reina,” his voice is deeply disturbing as his fingers tease my entrance, “not wearing any panties.”

Not like you left me much of a choice.

“But I need to know,” he leans close, and his voice deepens, “Are you this wet for me? Or from kissing that man in the bar?”

“Both,” I tremble the word, terrified of both the truth and lying to him.

His hands grip the back of my thighs, and he pulls them around his waist as he drives my back painfully against the cold metal of the subway car. The fat head of his tip teases against my entrance, and he gravelly whispers in my ear, “Do I need to remind you who this cunt belongs to?”

My lips barely part to respond as he forcefully drives every inch of himself into me. Pinning me to the wall, he fucks me hard. Every thrust more brutal than the last. Savage grunts vibrate against my neck and my screams fill the subway car.

“This tight little cunt is mine,” he growls in my ear. “Other men don’t get the pleasure of making you wet. Understood?”

“Yes,” I moan my response against the side of his masked face as he continues to slam into me.

“Tell me it belongs to me, and I will think about letting you come,” his thrusts decrease to a painfully slow pace as he denies me the orgasm that was just within reach.

He pulls from me completely as the train slows to a stop at my station. An evil glint flickers in his eyes as he steps back from me, “Run,mi reina. Because if I catch you, I’m teasing my cunt until I’m certain you know it will only ever be mine.”

I hesitate for a moment and dart from the train. Taking the steps two at a time, I can hear him right behind me. My heels click rapidly along the concrete as I run down the block toward my building. At times he’s so close I can feel his breath on the back of my neck, but he doesn’t catch me.

He’s fucking toying with me.

Fumbling with my keys in the front door, the heavy soles of his shoes pound against the stairs. My key turns and I lunge into the lobby, sprinting toward the stairwell. My palms sting with a burning pain when they slap against the metal door. It creaks loudly as I swing it open and step inside.

His large hand clamps over my mouth as he bulldozes me further into the stairwell. Pressing my chest to the wall, he hikes up my skirt and slams his cock into me so hard my eyes water. “Fucking mine,” he growls possessively in my ear. “Only mine.”

With his hand covering my mouth and nose, I can barely breathe as he takes me. My screams are muffled, but he’s bringing me to the brink so hard and fast they echo through the stairwell like desperate moans. The impending orgasm no more than a couple of thrusts away, my body begins to tighten, and he slowly slides himself from me.

“Greedy sluts don’t get to come,” I feel him tuck himself back into his pants behind me, “Not until they’ve been punished.”

His hand still covers my mouth, his free arm wraps around my waist, and he effortlessly lifts my feet from the ground. As though I weigh nothing, he carries me up the six flights of stairs without so much as getting winded. Lowering my feet to the ground, he pins me against the door to my apartment. His fingers trace over the remnants of the bloody note he had previously left as he reads the word, “Mine. Maybe we should wake your neighbors and show them just how mine you are.”

His fingers slide under my skirt and press between my thighs, teasing against my entrance. “Open the door,mi reina, or you’re going to be a quivering mess in this hallway for everyone to see.”

Two fingers dip inside me as I slide the key into the door. He takes his time and teases me as I struggle to open the door. “Please,” I plead against his palm as I press the door open.

“More?” he teasingly questions as he begins to work me harder, “Does my greedy slut want more?”

He pulls his fingers from me and plunges them into my mouth until I nearly gag on them before snarling, “Too fucking bad.”

thirty

ANDRES

Carrying her to the bedroom, I pull her onto the bed and climb on top of her until I’m smothering her and grinding my cock against her bare ass. I squeeze my hand between us, unfasten my belt, and slide it from my pants. Looping it around her wrists, I bind her to the bar at the foot of the bed.

When I sit up, I straddle the back of her thighs and pull the knife from my pants. She whimpers beneath me as I cautiously cut every inch of fabric from her until she is lying bare beneath me.

“How many times do you think I need to deny this beautiful body of yours before you’re willing to admit that every inch of it belongs to me?” I question haughtily as I climb from the bed and remove my clothes.

“It’s not three,” I pull her thighs apart, stopping to marvel at her dripping cunt before I press my fingers into her warmth. “Maybe it’s four?”

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