Page 153 of Awakened by Sin

“Tell you what?” she panted.

“Who owns you?”

She took too long to answer and screamed when he jammed three fingers into her. She bounced up on her tiptoes.

“You,” she cried. “You. Only you.”

“That’s what I want to hear.”

She stilled when she felt the head of his penis touch her puckered ass. Holy shit. It felt as big as a fist. Good thing she had slobbered all over his dick. She blew out a breath, which caught in her throat as he eased in. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her backward until he was embedded inside her. She screamed and bowed her head, her nails threatening to snap off as she pressed them against the wall.

“Take it,” he said.

She hung her head and did as he said. Her body was lax as all the fight left her. She trembled uncontrollably as he eased in and out of her until he was balls deep.

“Now who owns all of you?” he whispered.

“You,” she whispered back.

“That’s right.”

He bent her over and began to move. His movements were rough and uncontrolled, betraying how far gone he was. He sounded more animal than man while she felt more like a throbbing ball of need than a human being. He shoved her forward, pinning her face, breasts, and half her abdomen against the wall. Pain and pleasure made her buck against him, inciting him to go faster and make him more aggressive. He obliged, fucking her so hard, she screamed.

“Marcus!”

Starbursts went off behind her eyelids as ecstasy crashed into her. She screamed as she came—the contrast of the freezing glass and the hot male behind her blowing her into oblivion. Marcus rode her through it and continued to fuck her, grunting and grabbing handfuls of her skin as his control shredded.

“Down.”

She heard the command a second before he spun her around and kicked her legs out from her under. Her knees hit the floor, and she looked up as Marcus stroked himself.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

Before she could comply, he gripped her cheeks again and her mouth dropped open to accept his cum. Jets of milky white covered her face and spurted into her mouth. She closed her eyes as he climaxed and licked the cum from her lips.

“Carmen,” he panted.

She opened her eyes and saw him staring down at her, dazed and shell-shocked. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked gently. He shuddered, tipped his head back, and stroked her hair. When he released her, she began to sink to the floor, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her up. There was a marked difference now in his grip and the way he picked her up and held her to his chest. She was limp as a noodle.

“Okay?” he asked gruffly.

His voice echoed strangely. She opened one eye and saw that they were in a lavish bathroom. He leaned into a shower and turned on the water.

“Can you stand?” he asked.

“Mmm.” She couldn’t talk.

He set her on her feet, and she threw out a hand for balance.

“Lean against the wall,” he ordered as he unbuckled her shoes and stripped off his suit.

He carried her into the shower. She leaned her head back and enjoyed the warm water cascading over her aching body. Marcus washed her while she leaned against him for support. When he finished, he picked her up again. She dropped her face on his shoulder and allowed him to take her wherever. She roused when icy wind touched her wet, nude body. She shifted and burrowed against him.

“Marcus.”

“Hold on.”

He walked into the Jacuzzi with her in his arms. She relaxed once she was shoulders deep in hot water. He set her on her feet, and she floated.

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