Page 79 of Wicked Revenge

I have a snarky response poised on my tongue before she’s even finished talking, but it quickly melts away when I take the time to think about it. If I peel back the layers of myself, it all boils down to one single thing. I don’t like losing control.

I am man enough to admit I’m afraid of what will happen if I fully unleash myself. If I give in to the primal beast that is roaring just beneath the surface, clawing at my insides and begging to be set free. I’m scared I might hurt her. But even now, as I stare into her unguarded eyes, I know I would never hurt her. I couldn’t.

Dropping my carefully constructed mask, I allow her to truly see me. I bring both of her hands together over her head, grasping them with one hand and latching my other one around her delicate little throat, eliciting a gasp from her pouty lips. I’m not cutting off her oxygen, but her breath hitches as I restrict the air I’m allowing her to take.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

She doesn’t recoil from my possessive touch as her eyes darken with desire and defiance. My eyes dart to her mouth when she runs her tongue along her bottom lip before nervously biting into the pink flesh before she speaks.

“Maybe that’s what I want. What I need.”

There is a vulnerability in her voice like she is ashamed of asking for something so depraved. The beast rages inside me at her request and my hand flexes around her throat as my hips grind into her again making her eyes roll back in her head.

“Is that what my little dark Angel needs? Pain and pleasure? Can you handle that?” My voice drops even deeper as the remaining threads of my control start snapping, one by one. She nods her head in response, earning a growl as I cut off her oxygen momentarily. “Words, Raena.”

When I loosen my grip, she sucks in a mouth full of air. Her eyes search my face for a moment before she finds her voice that is dripping with arousal and confidence once more.

“Yes, Sir.”

My responding growl echoes around the dimly lit room. But what she says next snaps the last remaining thread I’ve been holding on to.

“Let me in, Royal.” Her gaze cuts through me as she speaks. “Let me see the real you. Don’t hold back. Break me. Shatter me into a million pieces. Just don’t forget to put me back together when you're done.”

My lips slam into hers with the force of a freight train as I lay claim to my woman like a man possessed. I kiss her until our bodies are molded together, tethering us for all of eternity.

She kisses me back with the same intensity, and when I drop her hands so I can tangle my fingers in her hair, she threads her own into mine, pulling me closer and scratching her nails on my scalp.

When I finally pull back so we can breathe, her lust-hazed eyes flutter open, searing me to the core with the desire burning in them. I place a gentle kiss on her forehead before I pull away completely and climb off the bed.

Her eyes follow as I reach behind me, tugging my shirt from my body in one swift movement. My hands fall to my pants, and I don’t waste another second relieving myself of them, my painfully hard cock bobbing in the air.

Climbing back onto the bed, I trail my hands up her creamy white thighs, spreading her wider for me. A cocky smirk tilts my lips as she swallows roughly while she eye fucks me in all my glory. I’m not as covered in tattoos as Maddox or as bulky as Alek, but the way her breath hitches and the way she’s biting her lip lets me know she likes what she sees just as much.

Gripping my cock in my hand, I run it along the seam of her soaking wet pussy, coating myself in her arousal, making her squirm.

“Look at how wet you are for me. You’re already dripping.” My voice is strained as I torture us both with this slow teasing. “You’re going to come all over my cock until it’s running down my thighs and soaking into the sheets. You’re going to scream my name for my brothers to hear. You’re my good fucking girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers with her thick and raspy voice.

“Your safe word?”

“Apple,” she says, her eyes fluttering shut as I continue slowly sliding up and down her slit until she is shaking beneath me.

“Good girl.”

Without warning, I drive into her silky heat in one thrust, bottoming out as she screams at the intrusion. Her hands come up to my sides, digging her nails into my inked skin as her pussy flutters around my cock, adjusting to my size.

I might not be as big as Alek, but I’m bigger than Maddox and I saw how she struggled to take him last night. No doubt she will be walking around tomorrow with a reminder of who she belongs to.

“Fuck,” I grit when she clenches around me, and I have to take a second to rein in my cock who wants to explode into the first pussy it’s been inside in years.

Leaning back, I grab both of her legs and put them on my shoulder, before I surge forward and sink into her once again. The beast within claws at me, so I let it take control as I cage her body in and fuck her relentlessly.

I keep my brutal pace until she is clenching down on my cock and screaming out her release. My name echoes loud enough that I know my brothers can hear her, even if they are still down in the basement. It won’t be long before they get sick of waiting and burst through the door.

Not wanting to be interrupted before I’ve had my fill, I pull out of her and flip her onto her stomach in one quick motion.

“On your hands and knees,” I command, and she obeys without hesitation.

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