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“But—”

“Don’t. Fucking. Move.” She stilled, though a shudder ran through her as I let my hands trail down to her waist, stopping there. “I’ve come to claim that scream.”

Chapter Seven

Maxom

Before she could argue, my knees hit gravel. The edges dug into my skin despite my black jeans. I trailed my mouth down her body until I pressed my lips against her satin-covered cunt. There was something alluring—forbidden—about kissing her through her clothing, meager as it was, stroking my tongue along the smooth fabric.

I raised my gaze to meet hers where she stared down at me. Arousal lit her dark eyes as she traced her tongue over her lower lip, leaving it glossy. Her breaths came short watching me pleasure her, desire warring with need across her face and … fear.

Fucking perfect.

I smiled at her with my tongue resting over her swollen clit. Pressing my hands gently to her thighs, I traced around the mess on her skin and smeared it across the tops of her legs. Once the satin dripped with my spit and her juices, I grabbed the crotch of her panties and ripped, letting the garter belt frame my face as I burrowed my mouth into her liquid heat.

Her sweet scent filled my senses. She wasn’t the only one moaning as I drove my tongue inside her tight hole, slick with copious cream from when she came for me inside.

When I looked up again, her head was tilted back, her eyes closed as her breasts rose fast, her breath reduced to short puffs. Her hands rested on the top of my head, scratching her nails delicately against my scalp.

Without my urging she rode my face as I worked my tongue in and out of her tight hole. God, but I wanted to bury myself there. I reached down to adjust my cock through my jeans, undoing my belt as I licked her from asshole to clit. She moaned loudly when I sucked the tortured nub of her clit into my mouth, increasing the pressure as I flicked it, mercilessly teasing her with my tongue. Maddie fell apart in seconds, all too ready from our extended playtime inside the house.

She latched onto my hair, tugging to the point of pain. I smiled against her skin, sliding along her body with my cock in my hand. Her orgasm tingled my skin as I slammed my mouth onto hers, cupping her ass and scraping her back against the wall as I lifted her onto my hips.

She mewled into my mouth, offering no protest but to wind her arms around my neck, and wiggled her body into mine.

Snarling, I broke the kiss on a ragged breath, leaning into her. “I’ll claim that scream now.”

I straightened my knees, pressed her thighs wide and drove myself home.

She threw her head back on a silent cry. Long, black hair pooled around my wrists where I grasped her waist as I buried myself balls-deep in her delicious heat. Her body welcomed mine without resistance. She gripped my cock in a stranglehold that threatened to unman me in seconds, mewling as she kissed my jaw, seeking my mouth on hers.

I bit my tongue hard, the scent of her all around me, leaving me dizzy. Kissing her only heightened my senses. I steadied myself against the wall with one arm, digging my fingers into tender flesh with the other. Evidence of her orgasms coated us both as I rammed into her, growling my need.

I wanted her the day I saw her wearing nothing but Lennox’s shirt in my kitchen, though it wasn’t the first time I saw her, or wanted her. All long, slim legs, the scooped hem brushing against the curve of her ass giving me a tantalizing glimpse of the shadowy cleft between her legs, the insides of her thighs still glistening with my brother’s seed.

Fuck, I wanted to bend her over the kitchen bench and screw her until she screamed then. Now two years later, I finally got my wish.

Above all the gods that ever existed, was she beautiful. Her hands wrapped around my neck, clinging and scratching. I’d bear her marks if it meant she was mine.

“Next time it’ll be in my bed, but I won’t be sweet to you. I need you too goddamn much. You’re like a fucking addiction.” I kissed her savagely, and she responded, rolling her hips, and melding her tongue to mine. I groaned into her mouth, giving her a part of myself. “You’ll beg me for every orgasm, and I’ll rip screams from your lips by the minute.”

“Maxom,” she breathed against my mouth. Her eyes flared wide with appreciation and pleasure. “Please…”

Gods, she’s too fucking sweet when she begs.

I reared back to focus on her face as I pistoned into her mercilessly. “I’ll make you come until I’m branded inside your body, ruin you for every other man.”

Her body trembled, and she stared at me. Tiny flashes started at the base of my cock as her pretty pussy milked me just from my dirty talk.

“Maxom,” she cried my name against my lips as she came.

I ground my teeth as I slammed harder into her, knowing we’d both be bruised and battered tomorrow, but I didn’t care. She tangled her hands in my hair as she pulled my mouth back to hers.

Give me that scream, Maddie Sutcliff.

But I didn’t crave her because of anger or revenge or the game. I wanted to know I pleased her as much as she did me, knowing she loved me inside her, marking her as mine. My heart skipped a beat. That was something I could unpack later.

For now, she moaned into my mouth, all heat and liquid and tongues as she milked my cock again and again. Her pussy pulsed harder as one orgasm rode into the next. My balls drew tight, the tingle in the base of my spine my only warning. She squeezed the head of my cock with her beautiful cunt, and I wrote my name on her walls.

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