Page 102 of Ruthless Reign

“No one else will ever make you feel like this. This is mine.”

“Yes.”

I gripped the shelving harder as Hardin pumped the barrel of the gun deeper into my pussy, punishing me.

“Be a good girl and come for me, Hawk.”

At his words, I lost the fight. Desire won out over fear and I let out a broken, inhuman sound of pleasure as I came on Hardin’s gun with his fingers still working me.

I wasn’t finished, still shaking, core aching, when the smooth metal was ripped from me and the heat of Hardin filled me up so fully that I lost my breath at the sudden pressure of him.

He flexed his hips, seating his massive cock as deep into my pussy as it would go with a guttural groan.

His fingers snaked up the back of my neck and into my hair, wrenching my head back, making my back arch as he stole another brutal kiss from my lips.

Only when all the air was stolen from my lungs, leaving me gasping, did he start to move.

I whimpered as he fucked me hard and slow, every thrust of his hips a violent slap against my ass, making my tits knock into the shelving I still gripped onto for dear fucking life.

The shelving rattled, starting to come loose from the wall, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t think—could hardly see straight as Hardin wrecked my pussy so thoroughly that I felt my own wetness seeping down my thighs. My knees buckled and Hardin had to band an arm around my middle to hold me up, never stopping his vicious pace between my legs.

The metallic ring of snapping metal punctuated Hardin’s next thrust and I felt the shelves under my hands give way.

I gasped, crying out as the metal came loose.

Hardin roughly moved me, spinning me to press me flat against the door as the shelf fell behind us, knocking into another one with a loud bang and a clatter of aluminum cans. The sharp groan of tearing metal met my ears and an arc of weak dawn sunlight filled the shed, painting the back of my head, my neck, with gentle warmth.

“Fuck, Hawk,” Hardin panted, fucking me into the door so hard I felt splinters push into my palms, the side of my chin, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Not even as the solid weight of him made it hard to breathe as he pounded me against the solid panel of wood.

The hinges creaked, punctuating my every wild moan and cry.

And then I felt the build of it again. Deeper. An internal orgasm that was going to shatter my entire world.

I cursed against the warm wood, pushing back into Hardin, trying to angle him just right, riding the wave of rough pleasure until I thought I might pass out from the high of it. The anticipation.

Or maybe it was just lack of oxygen as Harding pushed against the back of my head and gripped my hip to pin me in place as he took what he wanted from me. What he needed.

I choked, fighting for air as Hardin lost himself in my body.

And as the orgasm tore through my core, I felt my body release, my own breathless scream echoing in my skull.

“Fuck, yes,” Hardin grunted, and I felt the moment he found his release with me, thrusting one last time. The door chose that moment to come off the hinges.

My stomach fluttered at the sudden loss of solid ground, and I yelped as Hardin yanked me back into his chest as the door fell forward into the yard and we fell back.

Hardin landed on his ass and me on his lap, his cock impaling back into me so hard I saw stars.

He leaned back, pulling me with him, but his back knocked into the fallen shelf, shoving it through the aluminum wall even further, until sunlight fell on us both.

Dust filtered through the channel of light, disrupted by our heavy breaths as I lay against Hardin’s chest, and he curled his arms around me amid the wreckage. A low chuckle rumbled against my back, and I smiled to myself at the sound as Hardin pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

“I think you’re going to need a new shed,” I said between pants.

And Hardin laughed. The sound was like a balm to my soul.

He slipped a hand up between my breasts, resting it against my thudding heart as his laughter quieted.

“You own a part of that,” I told him, wincing as I rose just enough to climb off his cock and turn around to look him in the eyes.

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