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Why was it that his words excited me as much as they did? I shuddered as the spanking continued, yet the agony had already started to morph into something else entirely.
It was almost as if I was enjoying the heated round of discipline. Still, I bucked against him, pushing my other hand into the dirt, even digging my nails into the surface.
“Take your punishment like a good girl.”
“Oh, I’ll get you for this.”
His throaty laugh became a strange reward, but the real treat was the fact the man was letting go. When he caressed my aching skin, I sensed his desire was getting out of control, his breathing more ragged than before. “I think you’ve had enough.”
Sweet Jesus, I didn’t recognize the sound of his voice. The moment he let go of my arm, I scrambled off his lap, pretending as if I was going to try to run away from him. He didn’t hesitate, snapping his fingers around my leg. Not only did he yank me back by several feet, he turned me over, straddling my hips.
“You’re not going anywhere until I tell you that you are.”
It had been the gruffness to his tone that night years before that had gotten to the other girls. Just like it was doing to me tonight. He stared down at me as if I was sizzling meat on a silver platter, ready to be feasted on by the brutal man. As he lowered his body down the way he’d done before, I pressed my hand against his chest.
“Oh. Yes…” I laughed from nervousness, kneading his insanely perfect abdomen as I fought to free his cock. Suddenly, he grasped my hands again, shoving them against the dirt, his breathing more labored than before.
There was a sudden primal urge surging between us, a need that couldn’t be denied. As he rose onto his knees, I sat up, grasping his belt.
As his brow furrowed, his chest rising and falling, a heated smile crossed his face as I fumbled to try to free his cock. I was panting and moaning at the same time, darting my eyes into his face.
The moment he grabbed my dress, ripping it over my head, I’d never felt so naughty in my life and I loved every second of it. I scrambled to my knees, finally managing to unfasten his belt, ripping at the button and zipper of his trousers. Every action became more frantic, as if we were both making up for lost time.
He cupped both sides of my face, growling again as he dropped his head, capturing my mouth as he’d done before. This time, our tongues dueled, but he refused to allow me to have any control. I was on fire, incapable of thinking clearly, nor did I want to.
The kiss was even more passionate than before, pushing me into heated bliss as he raked one hand over my shoulder, running the rough pads of his fingers down my spine. When he broke the kiss, he kept his lips close, his whisper dancing across my skin.
“This shouldn’t happen.”
“I know.”
“But I will have you,” he muttered, nipping first my lower lip then my chin, raking his tongue from one side of my jaw to the other. “So fucking beautiful. All mine. Always mine. No one else will ever touch you again.”
His sentiment stunned me even more than his actions, my heart racing from hearing his possessive words.
Tickling vibrations coursed through me as I freed his cock, shuddering the moment I managed to wrap my hand around the base. He was thick and hard, so large that I was filled with glee. Everything about that moment left me breathless, a nervous laugh bubbling past my lips. The way he rolled his hand under my buttocks created another lingering wave of wetness between my legs, my pulse racing.
I pumped his shaft, rolling my hand up and down, creating friction. My mouth watered to taste him. He moaned the entire time, every muscle tensed. When he ripped his shirt over his head, I gasped from the sight of him. I’d seen him without a shirt before, but he was even more magnificent, his muscles carved as if out of the finest stone.
“You are… Oh, my.” I knew I wasn’t making any sense, but it didn’t seem to matter. He grinned, his eyes flashing in the stream of moonlight.
“You could have killed me.”
“I thought you were Dante.”
He laughed, the sound dark and ominous. “He will never have a chance to touch you ever again.”
I shuddered from the thought of what could have been done to him. There was no way I was going to ask, but I had a feeling if Dante remained alive, he would never forget his encounter with Maddox.
“No more talking,” he commanded, pushing me down once again. He pulled one leg around his hips then the other, his body shaking as he stared down at me. Without hesitation, he placed the tip of his cock against my swollen folds. The moment he thrust the entire length inside, I issued a sharp cry, the sensations tearing through me dazzling.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” I’d never thought I’d be able to experience something so incredible, the feel of having him buried deep inside a dream come true. I was quivering all over, the anticipation and fantasy not nearly as good as the real thing. My pussy muscles stretched to try to accommodate him, the ache even more intense, the lust I felt turning me into a wild animal.
It was the same for him, the man throwing back his head with a possessive roar. I squeezed my thighs against him, the weight of his body so sensual. So protective. I remained lightheaded, excitement and need building to a precipice. As he slowly lowered his head, I was struck by how incredibly handsome he was, as if I was seeing him for the first time.
I rolled my hands over his shoulders, tingling the entire time from being able to touch him. I hadn’t realized how many scars he had, the roughness of his skin telling me a story, one that I wasn’t certain I wanted to hear. How many times had the brutal, amazing man jumped in to save a member of my family? In how many ways had he risked his life? I was so thrown by the series of emotions that I wasn’t certain anything would ever be the same again.
He pulled almost all the way out, the look on his face turning more carnal, highlighting his true predatory nature. “Baby. You are so damn hot. I want to fuck every hole, take everything that belongs to me.”
