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I screamed in frustration and used my inner muscles to work his cock. He stretched me enough that each pulse of my inner walls around him was hard, but I was desperate for him to crack first. “I. Won’t. Beg.”
His eyes flared wide and he withdrew until just his tip remained. “I saw you hid my marks. It crossed my mind to bend you over and fuck you until you screamed my name loud enough for everyone to know this body is mine without needing to see the marks. When I leave you covered in the evidence of our fucking, you wear it. For that reason alone, I’m going to make you beg.”
Arousal slammed through me and I felt like I was going to die if he didn’t fuck me. His mouth was dirty, his possessiveness wrong, but it set my blood on fire. I opened my mouth to argue, despite that, but all that came out was a wild moan when he sank deep inside me.
“Just say please.” He lowered his mouth to my collar bone and sucked my skin red. “Let me show you that bending can feel fucking fantastic, baby.”
I twisted my face so I could sink my teeth into his neck and leave a mark of my own. I felt his length throb when I sucked his earlobe into my mouth and moaned. “Ky, if you don’t move soon, I’m going to murder you. I can’t wait anymore. I can’t… I need you to move.Please, Ky. Make me come, please!”
He lifted his hips and thrust inside hard, knocking my breath from my lungs. Still, it wasn’t enough. He hammered his hips forward, roughly taking me while I gasped for more. He gripped my wrists with one hand and wrapped his other hand behind my neck and over my shoulder, holding me in place. His thrusts were harder and faster, driving us both towards a powerful release.
Mouth open in a silent scream, I was helpless to do anything other than let him take me. I was splayed out and being fucked like an animal, but I was racing towards my orgasm.
Just before my pleasure tipped over into an orgasm, Kyrin pulled out and stared down at me with wild eyes. Panting, he kissed me, bruising my lips and leaving marks on my face from his beard that I’d find later. My heart hammered away as I whined for more.
“I want you to remember this moment, baby. Remember the way I own your body and how badly you need me to feel this way. I’ve never been a possessive man, but I’d brand this ass if I thought I’d get away with it, Aggie.” He sank into me slowly. His eyes glazed over, pleasure so strong for both of us.
I gasped as he released my hands and locked my arms around his neck, holding on as he set a slower, more maddening pace. “Would I get to brand you? The part I like so much?”
He growled. “Fuck if you haven’t already.”
My next thoughts were driven away as he increased his pace and buried his face against my neck. I dug my nails into his shoulders and stretched my neck to the side to give him more of my unmarred skin. Insanity had won. Rough and filthy, he fucked me to finish me then. His grunts and growls of pleasure were only drowned out by my screams.
His name on my lips was a mix between a prayer and curse as he shoved me over the edge of pleasure. I came with what felt like a lightning bolt of electricity charging every nerve in my body. My limbs shook, my body squeezed around him until it hurt, and then everything released in a flood of euphoria.
Kyrin came with me, filling me with his seed until it pumped out around his length, leaving a mess. He held me tight, as lost as I was. When the noose of pleasure finally loosened, we both went limp.
He laid on top of me and I lay spread out on the ground like I’d been run over. My chest rose and fell quickly, lifting and lowering his head until I could finally breathe normally. I blinked up at the sky, feeling that I might’ve been screwed to death.
A snorting sound from next to us was what finally garnered action from our limp bodies. Kyrin turned his head and I moved my eyes in the general direction of the sound.
“Good Lucy.” Kyrin let out what might’ve been a chuckle. “He let us finish. I’m going to give him whatever he wants later.”
I flung one weak arm around his back and sighed. “I second that idea. I don’t think I can ride him back to the barn, though.”
“Sore?” He lifted his head and looked down at me, his hazel eyes fully in display, including the dark green spot in his right eye that set him apart from Knight. They were softer, gentler, and full of warmth as he brushed my hair out of my face.
I felt my cheeks flush when my core fluttered around his softening length, the look in his eyes just as sexy as his intensity. I saw his eyebrows lift at the sensation and groaned. “I can’t feel my lower half all that well, so I don’t know if I’m sore. I can’t ride him back because of what he just saw. It feels like animal abuse to make him watch that and then use him for a lift.”
“I’d rename him Lucky if I thought he would ever listen again. Getting to see you come is a beautiful thing.” He pressed a slow kiss to my lips and gently stroked my cheek. “Let me take you back to the house. You’re going to need a warm bath to ease what I just did.”
I found myself pouting and quickly corrected my face. That was not what I was doing. I wasn’t going to ask for more. We weren’t in a cuddling situation. I had to remember that. “A warm bath and a few fingers of whiskey might work. When Gracie falls asleep tonight, I’m going to get a buzz and sleep like a baby. Thanks for that.”
“If you need help relaxing, I give a good massage.” He winked and kissed me once more before easing out of me and standing up. Looking down at where I was still lying, he shook his head. “You need to get up before I decide to come back down there.”
“You cured any self-doubt I might’ve felt after running into my ex around the same time you denied me my first orgasm. You don’t need to keep flattering me.” I took his hand and let him tug me up. When he tugged me straight into his chest, I grunted. “I do like when you do things that make me feel like I weigh nothing, though. Feel free to keep that up.”
He gripped my ass and sent me a hard look. “Two things. One. Don’t mention your ex while my come is still inside you. Two. I don’t flatter. Never have. If I say something you think is flattering, it’s how I feel. I’m not a snake charmer, Aggie. I break wild horses. Nothing pretty words could ever do there.”
Breathless, I nodded like a silly girl instead of the strong woman I was. “I beg to differ about pretty words. Whether you know it or not, you’ve got them in spades, Ky. And I bet they go a long way towards breaking some wild things.”
22
***Zander***
Dinnerhadneverbeena group activity before Gracie came to live with us. I usually ate whatever my assistant brought me while working. I knew Kyrin ate with a few of his ranch hands a few times a week and Knight often didn’t eat until someone reminded him. Sitting around the dining room table had gotten more comfortable over time, but it still wasn’t the most natural thing. It seemed the ritual was still precariously balanced between weird and acceptable. It also seemed that upsetting Aggie had tipped the scales past weird and into painfully awkward territory.
I expected her to be fine after several hours away from the incident, but if the look she’d given me upon seeing me at the table was any indication, she wasn’t over it. She had nothing to say to me and was making a point of not looking at me. Gracie had forgiven me after I’d spent an hour playing dolls with her and painfully trying to explain why I’d been so upset in the first place. She still managed to read the room and had reverted back to staring into her plate and frowning at me.
