Page 58 of A Twisted Gift

“Good.” I reward her with a kiss, my grip on her neck returning while my other hand slides down her body.

Raina gasps when my fingers dip between her legs. She’s fucking soaked, all turned on from running and fighting me. Even now, she’s trying to push my arms away with her tied hands, but it’s a weak attempt.

“That the best you can do?” I taunt. “After that stunt you pulled in the hallway, I thought you’d have more fight in you.”

She moans while simultaneously trying to wiggle free from my grasp. But I’m so much larger, so much stronger, that all her attempts are in vain. She can barely move, let alone get away.

“Silly girl. I told you, didn’t I? That I’d never let you go once I caught you?”

With a grunt, Raina tries to throw herself away from me, but my arms band around her waist.

“Never. letting. you. go.”

I find her clit again, rubbing tight circles over it as she shudders against me. The entire time, she tries to escape, pushing at me and trying to weasel her way out of my grasp.

Raina begins panting after a few minutes, and then she grabs at one of my arms. “Erik,” she gasps. “Oh god, Erik.”

I move my fingers faster, stifling a groan when she cries out and jerks her ass against my erection. “You’re going to come, aren’t you? My perfect little rose, so wet from struggling against me.”

A little whine escapes her lips, and she claws at my arm helplessly. It only makes me grip her harder, holding her squirming body to mine.

“Powerless to stop me.” I kiss my way down her neck. “All mine.”

“Erik!” Her head snaps backward, colliding with my shoulder, and she screams as she comes hard.

“Oh, that’s it. Give it all to me, Raina. Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

Whimpering, Raina rides wave after wave of her orgasm right where she belongs—in my arms. My hold on her loosens as she stops struggling, and soon we’ve both stilled while she pants and regains her bearings.

“That was beautiful,” I murmur, kissing the spot just below her ear. “You’re incredible, Raina. So good.”

I need more.

This time, there are no tears in her eyes when she turns around to look at me. No shame, no fear of disappointment. Just… love. The most genuine love I’ve felt in years—the type that burns in my heart that only she can match.

Need to show her. Need her to understand.

“Again,” I say, pushing her onto the floor so she’s on her back.

“A-again?” Raina asks, confused. “What do you—ohhh.”

I have her legs spread wide open for me, and my thumb is already on her clit. Gauging her reaction carefully, I let my index finger brush against her entrance. Her eyes snap to mine, and I pause.

“This okay? If you’re not ready—”

“I am. God, Erik, please.”

The sound of her begging for me has my mouth going dry. I’ve dreamed up what it would be like, but this surpasses my wildest thoughts by far.

Gently, I slide a single finger into her, still playing with her clit with my thumb. When I curl my finger, Raina gasps, and I feel her clench around me.

“All right?” I ask.

“Mmhmm.” She rolls her hips—an attempt to repeat the sensation, I realize.

Curling my finger again, I smile at her long groan. I doubt it’ll take much to get her to come a second time. She’s so sensitive, soresponsive,and surrendering herself to me like this seems to be keeping her out of her head.

It’s exactly what I’ve been hoping for. As long as I have a say in it, Charles will never touch her again—physically or mentally.

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