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Breaking his lips from mine, he jerks back, rips my shirt open, and all but shreds my pants from my body, leaving me in the lacy bra and panty match set I picked out this morning.

Without a word, he keeps his gaze firmly on my body, lust burning in those dark orbs of his, and he doesn’t hide it. This isn’t the man who's been having sex with me. No, it’s the one within the man, the one that makes him Beast.

“Beast,” I whisper, earning that dark gaze of his.

I watch closely as his nostrils flare, eyes ablaze, and he strips off his cut, the shoulder holster he wears, and his shirt. Next, he toes off his boots and undoes his belt. Rather than tossing his belt with his shirt, he leans over me, grabs both my arms, lifts them over my head, and uses the belt to secure them there.

“Leave them where they are,” he commands. “You move them, I’ll make you pay.”

“Wh-what are you doing?” The question comes out no more than a breath.

“Teaching you a lesson,” he answers and rolls me to my stomach. “Teaching you that you don’t run from me. You don’tlet skanks try and destroy what we’ve got. And you sure as fuck don’t . . .” Beast lifts my hips until my ass is in the air, “leave the safety of the clubhouse without me knowing about it.” The words barely leave his mouth before I feel the first sharp pain against my ass and squeal.

“Did you just spank me?” I blurt the question out, completely shocked that he’d do something like that.

“Damn right I did,” he states and does it again to the other side of my ass. “You’re gonna learn who you fuckin’ belong to, Bristol.”

Oh my God.

Several times he spanks me, never in the same spot, and each time he rubs his hands over the spot he’s just swatted. Between my legs aches, and I don’t understand it. I didn’t know being spanked could be a turn-on, but with the way he’s doing it, swatting my ass, dipping down to trail his fingers through my juice and then back again, it’s insanity.

By the time he shifts between my legs, I’m a panting mess. With my arms locked together with his belt, I can’t hold myself upright.

“Your pussy’s fuckin’ drenched right now, Bristol.”

A shiver rushes over me, through me. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s exhilarating. Especially when he uses his tongue to swipe through my slit and plunges inside me. It intensifies when he gives a groan of approval. His mouth on me, him eating me, it’s like I’ll come at any second. That is until he pulls back, and the feeling disappears.

“You’re not about to come yet,” he states, blowing a breath over my clit.

“Beast,” I whimper, the sensations overwhelming me.

“You come when I say you do, Bristol, not a moment before.” Beast returns his mouth to what he was doing, driving me insane.

I don’t know how many times he drove me to the brink of release only to pull away. Sweat beads my body, and I feel the trembles throughout my body. I want to come, but Beast refuses to allow me this, even when I plead for him to let me.

A whimper leaves my throat as Beast draws away and rolls me over, lifts my legs to his shoulders, and surges forward, his cock slamming inside me. A scream rips from my chest, and I arch into him, taking the pounding of his cock fucking into me like a jackhammer. Each thrust is hard, ruthless, and unforgiving. More than that, it’s everything I ever wanted to feel from him.

“Fuckin’ love this pussy,” he states harshly. “Love how tight you feel around me. The way your pussy walls clench and suck me right in. It’s the best feeling in the world. Now, come for me, Bristol. Come on my cock, baby. Squeeze me as only you can do.”

As if on command, my release overcomes me, and I cry out his name, wishing I could touch him. Beast joins me with a grunt of his own, and his thrusts never slow. He keeps going, powering through his orgasm.

“We’re nowhere near done, baby, don’t think we are. I’m fuckin’ you until you know just who you belong to and know that I’d never fuck you over,” he says and dips down to claim my lips.

I don’t need him to keep going to know who I belong to, but does that mean he belongs to me too? God, I hope so because it’ll hurt if it’s not true.

CHAPTER 16

BEAST

“I didn’t know that bitch was in my room when you went in there.” It still pisses me off who was in there in the first place, and I intend to find out why, but Bristol comes first, and making sure she’s okay is far more important.

I lost my mind thinking of the possibilities on the way to get her, and then fucked her until she passed out from the pleasure I spent the night giving her. It was heavily intoxicating hearing her screams of pleasure. What I did with her, I’ve been wanting to do since the first moment I saw her when she started working at Keeper’s Pub. I had a plan for when I finally got inside her.

When it comes to Bristol, she deserves everything. To feel special and be loved in a bed. So that’s what I intended to keep in this bed with her. I also know she’d love me fucking her dirty and that’s what I’d planned for at the clubhouse. However, shit keeps happening, and I couldn’t hold myself back any longer.

Bristol makes me lose my control, and I needed to show her who was in charge in this relationship. I wasn’t going to let her fuck us up because of something that didn’t happen.

“If you didn’t know, then how did she get in your room?” Bristol whispers, her fingers trailing over my stomach, toying with the hairs leading downward.

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