Page 254 of Hateful Games

“Oh yes!” His mouth dips and takes my hard nipple into it. I thrash side to side as he nips it with his teeth. He bites down savagely, making me gush even more. “Let me touch you, Nova. Please, baby.”

Brown flecks flash to mine as the soft endearment slips from my lips.

“Say it again.”

I blush. “Let me feel you, baby.”

My wrists are freed and I don’t waste a second before sealing my lips to his. His groan is swallowed by me as I kiss him in earnest. Threading my fingers into his hair, I sink my tongue into his mouth.

“Nothing tastes sweeter than my wife.”

“Fuck me, Nova,” I beg. “Fill my pussy with your cum. Give me everything.”

With a growl, he obliges. Our eyes lock as I stare into them for the first time as they claim me.

Every time I peered into the emotionless mask, it was him.

He conned me into sleeping with him.

No sane person goes to the lengths he went just to fuck a girl. Yet he did because of me. Because he desired me. He gave me a safe place to live out my darkest fantasies. Helped me overcome my worst fears. He saved me from losing myself into a dark void.

Nova made me feel alive.

It’s the thought that hurtles me over the edge.

“I’m coming! I’m coming! Yes! Nova!”

One second, my back is against the wall. The next, I’m being laid flat on the floor. My knees are thrown over Nova’s broad shoulders as he looms over me like a beast. Hooking his arms around my thighs, he lifts my ass and sets a mindless and maddening rhythm.

Snarling like a man possessed, he thrusts into me.

Once.

Twice.

On the third, he surges deep inside me and with a roar, spurts his warm cum into my cunt. His thrusts becoming jerky and uneven as he slams his climax into my walls. I’m used like a rag doll, a warm hole for his seed.

I’m panting when he finally collapses on top of my spent body.

He breathes hard against my neck while his hands caress me softly everywhere.

Despite the mind-twisting night, I’m still unsettled.

Nova senses it and lifts his head. Resting his forehead on mine, he tenderly asks, “Talk to me, Rose. What are you thinking?”

“What if…” My voice trembles as I brave myself. “If I hadn’t stopped and let you fuck me in a mask? Would you have left me?”

“No. I haven’t been able to stop all this time. Do you really think I would’ve now?” he replies like I’m being silly. “I would’ve continued to fuck you as a stranger because this deprave and greedy part of you, I own it too. You’ve no clue how much power you have over me, Rose.”

“But you would’ve secretly hated me.” I glance away as a tear rolls down my cheek.

Grasping my chin, he brings me back to him. Nothing but truth and possessiveness reflects on his handsome face. “Our relationship might’ve begun rocky, but I have never hated you, even when I thought I did. I only hated how you made me feel. We still have a long way to go to earn each other’s trust. Slowly, we will. I won’t stop until you love me.”

My gaze widens when he utters the word love.

Like it’s a foregone conclusion.

He only smiles secretly.

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