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“You’re such an asshole,” I gasp, coughing as I cringe away from him.

The crack of his palm against my other ass cheek makes me hiss, feeling it more without the protection of my pants.

“Keep back talking,” Aiden sneers. “I will not renegotiate, Princess. I meant it when you wouldn’t be able to come, and I will punish your ass every time you’re a brat.”

“Just breathing offends you, so it looks as if I’ll be having trouble sitting down,” I snark.

The sound of his pants’ button coming undone and the slow snick of the zipper being pulled down may as well be as loud as a gunshot as I flinch.

“Maybe next time, be less of a bitch,” he says, releasing his dick to thump it on my ass. My coat is pulled to the side outside of what is holding me captive, not at all doing its job.

“Only if you’re less of an entitled dick… Oh fuck,” I scream as he angles his cock perfectly and thrusts inside my pussy.

My treacherous cunt is drenching my thighs, making me shiver as it freezes. It couldn’t be a worse night to be fucking outdoors, much less just outside of my place of business. In for a penny, in for a pound in bad decisions it seems. Fuck me.

“Do you feel me?” Aiden growls, wrapping my hair around his fist. I just had to let my hair loose after the self defense lesson, which I’m finding was a stupid move. His fingers on his other hand grip my hip tightly, making me aware that I’ll have more bruises tomorrow.

His hips piston in and out viciously, the only thing keeping my face from crashing into the wall is his hand in my hair pulling my head back. Instead, my breasts get the brunt of the cool brick, turning me further on.

“Stop,” I rasp, ruining the words as I moan. “This is wrong.”

“You’re drenching my knot, yet you’re telling me this is wrong?” he asks, yanking my hair further back so I’m bowed toward him. “Nothing that happens between us is wrong. You can tell yourself whatever you need to, Princess, but you crave us all. We are yours, you just have to accept us.”

“No,” I gasp, shuddering as he changes his pace to a slow crawl, his dick firing every nerve ending inside of me. “Oh my God.”

“What’s my name, Princess?” Aiden asks, kissing and sucking up my neck.

The asshole makes sure to add his teeth, another visual reminder of his touch and tonight. Shaking my head, I press my lips together stubbornly, mewling as he thrusts shallowly and roughly, hitting my G-spot perfectly.

“Assshole,” I grunt. “You’re a goddamn fucker. My body may want you but?—”

My hair is wrapped around my throat a moment later, cutting off my words and breath. His hand spanks me again before he reaches underneath me to stroke my clit, keeping me on the edge.

“Make me your villain, pretty girl,” he whispers in my ear as he fucks me. “All the better to make you fall in love with me. I’m not a good man, alpha, or person, but I am willing to try for you. I will burn the world down to make your life easier, and you’ll never know it’s me. Every good thing that happens to you, I did it. Every problem that’s miraculously fixed? I… will be fucking behind!”

His words are roared as he pinches my clit, interrupting how close I am to coming. Fuck! My body bucks against his as he paints my insides with his cum, my body mourning that he won’t give me a knot.

I’m so confused, my mind spiraling at his words. They’re cruel because I am so damn independent. I want to know I accomplished things on my own.

It's not ego, it's called taking pride in my work. Now, I’ll always wonder if Aiden Hayes is pulling strings like a Puppet Master with his damn pack. They’re all so influential. It would be easier to let them help, but I can’t allow myself to bend far enough to ask them for more than the necessities that I can’t do alone.

I have limits, and I know them well.

Aiden gets my attention as I start to disassociate by grinding his knot against my entrance.

“Stay with me, Princess,” he growls, letting go of my hair, so I can gasp in a breath. Somehow, my body is coated in a light sheen of sweat that is quickly managing to freeze as well. “What’s my name?”

“Aiden fucking Hayes,” I rasp, my voice sounding rough. “Master manipulator and asshole extraordinaire.”

“That’s not exactly what I was going for,” he sighs, brushing a kiss along my forehead. “We’ll work on that.”

My pussy complains as he pulls out of me, his cum sliding down my thighs. I’m ruined, my body already begging for something that can’t happen again.

“This is never happening again,” I tell him aloud as he begins to fix my clothing, though he manages to brush his fingers over my nipples as he does. It’s everything that I can do to hold back any sounds.

I’m shivering from overstimulation, cold, and my plummeting adrenaline. Tears of frustration and humiliationflow as he carefully puts me back together. Pulling the hood over my head, once my hands are free from the coat and belt, I grab my panties and pant leg, wrestling it back on.

“I can help with that,” he says, amused as he puts his cock away. I’ve been avoiding looking at it, because my mouth keeps watering whenever I do.

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