Page 43 of Hell Bent

Pointing a steady finger at him, she shouted back. “Maybe I don’t want you to protect me.” She matched his temper and the volume of his words. If he could yell, so could she, damn it.

The air in the apartment was charged with the heated mood. There was only two ways to calm it down—finish fighting until they had nothing else to say, or say ‘fuck it’ and walk away. Sway didn’t want to walk away. She wanted to fight it out until they ran out of steam, then she wanted to fuck until they were breathless.

“Too bad, sweetheart. You’re my woman and that comes with conditions,” he said.

“If I’m your woman, where have you been for the last fucking week?” She waited for him to explain himself. Sway watched his face for any sign that he was searching for an excuse. Dropping her hand to her side, she shook her head. “Well, if I’m your woman, as you say, that makes you my man and that comes with complications.”

“If I find out you’re going around anyone to do with the Scorpions, I’ll spank your sexy ass.”

“That threat’s getting old, Vicious,” she said with a smirk. “And for the record, you aren’t gonna barge in here after a week of radio silence and get all alpha male on my ass. I deserve an apology.”

He came there to apologize for his behaviour. Now, his mood was teetering on the edge. Crushing the papers in his hand, he tossed them aside as he stared his woman down. She was pushing all his buttons. Shoving aside the kitchen chair that was between them, Vicious reached out and grabbed the front of her shirt. He saw the shocked look on her face when he pulled her to him. “You don’t go anywhere near them. Do. You. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what, Sway?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Vicious moved her backwards all the way through the apartment and into her bedroom. His fist continued gripping her shirt, pulling it tighter. When the back of her knees hit the bed, he shoved her down onto the mattress and pulled her shirt over her head. Then he pulled his off before crawling over her, forcing her to lie back.

“Where’s my apology?” Sway asked, not backing down. It didn’t matter how it felt to have his body pressed against hers. It didn’t matter that the hard ridge of his erection pressed against her mound. It definitely didn’t matter that she was already wet for him. She still wanted an apology.

“I’m about to show you how sorry I am.”

Okay, she thought,he said he was sorry in his own way. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue over his nipples before slowly scraping her teeth over them. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she managed to roll them over so she was on top. Pressing her body against his, she wanted him naked.

Going up on her knees, she was now straddling him, smiling as she unbuckled his jeans. She moved down his long legs, tugging at his pants. When she slipped off the bed, Sway stood between his legs, tugged off his boots and socks, then finished undressing him. Licking her lips, she appreciated the full erection that his hand stroked. Stripping her clothes off, Sway leaned forward, running her hands over his legs. A dusting of light blonde hair covered them. Raking her nails back down his inner thighs, she knelt between them. Nuzzling his balls with her nose, she ran her tongue over the heavy sac before sucking them into her mouth.

“God damn, babe.”

“Mmmm.”

Sway let one at a time slip from her mouth. Running her tongue up the underside of his cock, she listened to the sound of his shallow breathing. Moving up, she sucked hard on the head before swallowing his cock as his hand tangled in her hair, holding on to her.

“Suck harder, babe.”

Following his instruction, Sway sucked harder, hollowing out her checks. Her eyes watered from the tension with which Vicious held her hair. Still, she continued sucking and licking.

“Fuck, I’m gonna blow.” Vicious wanted more of her before he shot his load. Pulling her talented mouth from his cock, he brought her up so she could climb over his naked body.

When she was straddling his cock, he released her head. His hands went to her hips, lifting her to position the head of his erection at her entrance. “Ride me, baby, so I can watch you take me deep.”

Easing down, Sway ground against him. He gripped her hips, pushing deeper into her sex. “Sweetheart,” he gritted out, “you need to get moving.” Watching as she smiled down at him, Vicious was too close to getting everything he wanted. Flipping them over, he shoved deeper then stopped. When she wiggled against him, trying to get him moving, he pinned her down. “I’m about to teach you a lesson.”

“Vicious, I need you.”

Sliding slowly in and out of her body, he listened to her moan. When she reached out for his hands, Vicious grasped them as he started moving faster against her body. With every delicious contraction of her wet pussy, he moved in and out until he was fucking her into the headboard of the bed. The wooden frame slammed into the wall, keeping time with his hard thrusts. He wanted more of her. He wanted her taste on his tongue and her screams in his ears.

Sliding his cock from her pussy, he moved down her body ever so slowly, giving himself time to settle down. He lavished kisses down along her stomach to the apex of her sex as her hands tangled in his hair. Running his fingers through her folds, he nipped the inside of her thighs. His tongue came close to her sex then moved away. She moved, trying to get him where she wanted him.

Then, he flipped her over again so her hands couldn’t touch him. As he massaged her ass, he dipped between her thighs and licked her from ass to pussy, wanting her taste on his tongue. When his tongue pressed against her puckered hole, he got the first moan of the night. Gliding his fingers in and out of her pussy, he ran his index finger along her seam until it pressed against that pink forbidden hole and shoved in, forcing those tight little muscles to suck his finger deeper into her. “Oh god!”

Reaching over with his free hand, he fumbled for the single drawer of the bedside table. When he pulled it open, his fingers dug through the toys they had purchased weeks back. Wrapping his hand around the small anal vibrator, Vicious pulled it out.

Still fucking her with his finger, Vicious guided the small vibrator into her cunt while he tongue-fucked her. Sway was about to find out exactly what her man wanted from her. He wanted to own every damn part of her.

When he pulled the vibrator out, he replaced it with his finger. Sway cried out as he gently pushed it all the way in her ass. “Your ass likes that, baby.” He saw her head nod. Turning it on, Sway went down on her elbows, but Vicious didn’t stop there. He turned it up and watched from between her thighs as she twisted her fists in the blanket. He lapped at her pussy, listening to her whimper andmoan. One more turn to increase the vibration and Sway called out his name as she exploded on his tongue.

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