Page 14 of Taming the Demon

“I’m ordering you to tell me where he inked you,” Darrow said in a deep voice.

“What are you going to do to me if I don’t listen?”

Mara knew how to push back against outlaws. She knew the punishments too and could accept them.

Darrow inched down, his mouth seemingly moving toward hers. His eyes jumped from Mara’s eyes to her breasts. She felt his stare. It lasted only a second, but what a second it was. To be looked at like that. To be seen. It made her nipples pebble. Goosebumps layered her breasts. Impossible to hide her excitement at the attention from another man.Attention from Darrow himself.

When she felt Darrow’s left hand touch her left hip, she shuddered.

“Listen carefully, babe,” Darrow whispered with a growl. “I will throw you down to my bed and I will hold you down and I will inspect every inch your fucking body until I find the ink of another man.”

Mara felt her teeth chattering. Her heart racing. She swallowed hard.

“Darrow… it’s embarrassing what he did to me…”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“He…” Mara did not want to revisit her experience.

The big, mean, drunk outlaws all watching her. Fitz with his evil cackling sound, telling her to…

“I had to bend over,” Mara whispered. “He put his initials inside my…butt cheeks. The right side…”

Darrow’s face twisted with slight disgust for a second. Mara swallowed even harder.

“Let me see,” Darrow said. “I have to see.”

Now Mara’s face burned hotter than ever. She nodded. Slowly, Mara bent forward toward the bed. She used her right hand to hold her breasts in the place the best she could. There was more of her breasts than there was of her hand and arm though. Her left hand touched the bed.

Darrow moved behind her. Her toes curled against the floor. Certain natural reactions began to happen.

In other words - Darrow behind her, ready to pull her pants and panties down, it made her pussy wet.

Darrow did just that too. He grabbed the back of her pants and pulled them down. Hard. Panties too. As Mara looked back, she saw Darrow crouch down…

Truthfully, Darrow had zero business in this right now. Zero business in even helping Mara for a second. That part he found acceptance with. He’d wanted Mara from the second he met her. Her wiggly body and tight cunt proved his curiosity and desire correct.

But now, to look at the ink Fitz put on her? That had nothing to do with anything.

Her ass though? Not her ass cheek either. Inside her ass cheek. Toward her… hole…

Darrow placed his right hand to Mara’s right ass cheek and his thumb moved between her cheeks and he pulled. He felt Mara’s body shivering. There was no denying she enjoyed this. The fresh wet smell of her cunt proved that.

Darrow’s mouth fucking watered for a taste of her honey.But first…

Darrow placed his left hand to her left ass cheek. Then he spread Mara. His eyes glanced at her forbidden entrance. Small, puckering, making him grit his teeth. Sure enough though, at the inside of her right ass cheek, there it was.

FU.

Ironic enough, huh? Fitz’s initials beingFandU.

Too bad it wasn’t FR… for Fucking Rat, Darrow thought to himself.

His thumb moved over the ink. It made Mara jump a little, leaving her wondering if Darrow was about to touch her…there…

Mara found herself gripping the bedsheets tight with her left hand. She really wasn’t sure what Darrow was going to do next. Darrow inched his hands up to Mara’s hips and then stood up. He was in quite the position right now, in more ways than one.

It didn’t help anything at all that Mara looked back at him with her sultry brown eyes. Eyes that had no innocence left. Eyes that had seen and lived in the outlaw life. Eyes that Darrow wanted to protect and keep safe.

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