Page 85 of Unhinged

“From the moment I met you, I knew you were different. You’re fierce, strong, and have a spirit that cannot be tamed,” he begins. “You’ve seen me at my best and worst, yet you stood by me. Like calls to like, and you’re my perfect match, Alice.” He takes a deep breath, his eyes never leaving mine. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up every morning knowing I’m yours and you are mine. I cannot promise a life without chaos, but I can promise to stand by you, no matter what. Will you marry me?”

So many emotions hit me all at once. I never saw myself agreeing to marriage, yet as I stare into Taren’s dark eyes, I know I want to be with him forever. There is no world where I can survive without him. “Yes,” I breathe.

He smiles a heart stopping smile and slips the ring onto my finger before standing. “Good, because I wouldn’t have been pleased if you’d said no.”

I arch a brow. “What would you have done?” I ask.

His smile widens. “I would have tortured you, edging you over and over until you finally agreed to marry me; otherwise, I wouldn’t let you come.”

I laugh. “You know how stubborn I am. I might have waited you out all night.”

He leans toward my ear. “Shall we test how long you can last?” he murmurs. He pushes me back onto the soft blanket beneath us swiftly. The sensation of the cool sand beneath the thin fabric sends a thrill up my spine.

His gaze darkens, and I see the intent clear as day in the moon’s dim light. He’s in a playful mood, and I know I’m his favorite toy.

“Well, I must say,” he murmurs, his lips brushing my ear, “I’m glad you’ve got no panties on, my dirty little bird.” He slides his hand up my thigh, smirking. “It makes this much easier.”

He slides a finger to my center and pushes it inside, making me moan. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.” He curls his finger in the way he knows drives me crazy.

It’s crazy how my desire for this man only grows. It knows no bounds. Taren adds another finger and curls them again, making me cry out. This man can play me like a fucking violin. “Please,” I beg,

His smirk widens. “Didn’t last long, did you? All I’ve done is finger you a bit, and you’re already begging, little bird.”

I bite my lip. “I need to come.”

He chuckles. “I love how easy you are after a few drinks. But you won’t be coming until my dick is inside you.” He arches a brow. “Ass or pussy, your choice.”

I’m about to speak when he cuts me off with his hand around my throat. “And it’s the only choice you get tonight.”

“Ass,” I say.

He smirks. “Thought you’d say that. Lucky I’ve got some lube, isn’t it?”

I moan as he flips me over roughly, and then I feel his tongue probing at my asshole. Ever since he suggested we try anal about six months ago, I’ve been obsessed. I can’t get enough. He says he’s going to work me up to double penetration. I say that it’s impossible. There’s no way he can fit a dildo in my pussy while he fucks my ass, but I think he took that as a challenge.

“Tonight is the night,” he murmurs.

“The night for what?”

“For you to take my dick and this dildo,” he says as if he read my fucking mind. And then he slams the dildo inside my pussy, making me moan.

I moan, the idea arousing but the uncertainty of it being possible clawing at my mind. “You know I can’t fit that and you inside me simultaneously.”

“I beg to differ,” he replies.

“Relax, little bird,” Taren murmurs.

I can feel his fingers at my entrance, his touch cool and teasing as he works lube into my tight hole. The pressure builds as he stretches me, first with one finger, then two, his movements slow and deliberate. He doesn’t stop until he’s got all four fingers stretching me.

I groan, the mix of pleasure and discomfort making me clench around the dildo still inside me. Not missing a beat, he replaces his fingers with a large butt plug, pushing it gently into place.

“Oh my God,” I breathe, shocked at how good it feels to be so full.

“You like that, don’t you?” Taren whispers, his voice rough and filled with desire. “You’re so full, aren’t you, little bird? I’ve got you stretched just right. Can you take more?”

The idea of him, of the fullness and the intensity, is both terrifying and tantalizing. “I don’t think so.”

He chuckles. “Let’s find out.”

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