Page 72 of Her Wicked Men

My eyes widened at his words, my stomach knotting, but I didn’t get a chance to say a word as he drove himself into me.

“Fuck, you’re so close, so tight for me,” he groaned as he rested my ankles on his shoulders, kissing them before reaching for something on the bed.

I tried to catch sight of it, but he moved it to my clit, the sudden hum making my insides flip.

The vibe touched my clit, and I arched with a strangled moan, the pleasure rippling through me.

“Scream for me, Vee,” he ordered as he pulled out before driving back in relentlessly.

I arched and writhed, hating the inability to use my hands for anything, but this was going to send me toppling over that cliff, and I couldn’t handle it.

And yet he didn’t stop, nor was I willing to utter the safe word, knowing that the orgasm I was going to get from this was going to destroy me.

He fucked me hard and raw, with an intensity that would have me sore for days.

“Please, Zane,” I whimpered, begging him to give me the orgasm that was so close but just out of reach. Each time it neared, he eased off with the vibe and slowed, edging me like the wicked monster he was.

“Fuck,” he moaned. “Say that again.”

“Please, Zane, finish me,” I moaned out, and his whole body shuddered, his dick twinging and swelling even more inside me. Fuck, he felt far too good.

“Anything for our good girl.”

He drove into me, the vibe sending tingles right through my legs and making them spasm, and then I felt it, the edge of my bliss washing over me.

“Fuck, Zane!” I cried out, the pleasure rocking me to my core as it exploded through me, my vision dancing.

I felt his hand close around my throat as he pounded into me, grunting and cursing like a wild animal.

I gasped, the mix of him choking me and not easing up on the vibe and thrusts dragging out my orgasm.

“You’re mine, Veronica,” he ground out, the feral grunt and moan leaving him as he buried himself deep inside me. His body trembled with his own release, and he released my throat before he flopped down beside me.

I drew in ragged breaths, panting as my head still spun while he pulled me into his side, nuzzling me.

“I’m sorry, Vee, I got caught up. The choking… I should’ve warned you,” he hissed as he kissed my shoulder and cheek.

“It’s okay, it didn’t hurt,” I said honestly, still blown away by it all.

“Are you sure?” he asked carefully as his fingers trailed over my arm. “I should’ve given you a warning. And that’s on me.”

“I’m sure. I actually enjoyed it,” I admitted as I turned to him, surprised by my own admission. After the entire life I’d had and my latest ordeals, it should’ve been too much. Or maybe it was the reason I enjoyed it. Who knew?

Those icy eyes relaxed as he cupped my cheek, a warmth and tenderness shining through them.

“Good, because you looked sexy as fuck with my hand necklace.”

27

VERONICA

“Good morning, princess.”

I flinched at the soft voice, a warm hand moving to rest on my shoulder as I opened one eye groggily.

“Did I startle you? Seems like you had a fun afternoon and night,” Kieran chuckled as his hand skimmed over my neck before it moved to stroke my messy hair.

Crap, my neck would be covered in hickeys and bruises from Zane last night. The thought made my core tighten oddly, and I smiled softly at the deep ache in my body. I was going to be sore today once I started moving.

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